Ah, I'll reply to Xarces when I can - but for the rest of you, the ball is in your court. Whether you want to interrogate these Lizardfolk, or whether you just want to gulp them down...<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Shaklik</span><br/><br/>Shaklik's heart eased, as Xarces acquiesed entirely to the urgency of her need. His hands ran over her distended tum, down onto her thighs. Parted her flowerpetals. She guided him to her, and he teased for only a moment before sliding in.<br/><br/>To her delight, his member was<span style="font-style: italic">ribbed</span>– and it<span style="font-style: italic">throbbed</span>.<br/><br/>His entry was unexpected, fast and thorough, filling her cup as completely as her belly... before withdrawing as gently as he'd slipped from her ass. She quivered around his cock, no less than her intestine had quivered around his body.<br/><br/>It felt incredible.<br/><br/>"Fuck Shaklik, it feels even better then I could have dreamt!" Xarces moaned.<br/><br/>She could only nod, her tail lashing at the air, wrapping around his ass to drag him closer, deeper.<br/><br/>He kissed her, leaning down into her. It felt fantastic, as he slid into her – and better, as his weight squeezed the promise of<span style="font-style: italic">nutrition</span>from her meal, and encouraged it to continue its futile-but-pleasurable struggles.<br/><br/>He began to fuck her –<span style="font-style: italic">oh, yes!</span>– and  it set her belly sloshing. Soon, he fell into a rhythm with it, one her meal was helpless to modify despite his efforts. His despair was a sweet seasoning for his flavor... soon, she thought, soon he'll accept his fate and let me digest him quietly...<span style="font-style: italic">but please</span>, she thought,<span style="font-style: italic">not just yet!</span>