Glarg had been in a bit of a post-prandial daze, with a belly and ball full of bunnygirls and the massed mulch of a whole bunch of other beings still digesting in his intestines. Indeed, the bunnygirl in his belly was still very much alive, pleasuring herself as she was massaged by the warm, slick walls of his stomach. He was concentrating more on absorbing the smaller one in his balls who was already dissolved into bunny flavour seminal soup. “Perhaps you might enjoy her, Draco” he empathed as he heard his desire for something to suckle. He rippled his massive bulk and slimed over to Draco and Vlad, aroused as the sight of the impaled foxbat.<br/>For a moment he did consider consuming the both of them, but for now decided to simply mount the dragon naga and offer him some sustenance. With his shimmering, sticky gastropod slimed over Draco’s back, Glarg extended his penis, curling it round like a feeding tube for Draco’s mouth.