<span style="font-weight: bold">Phyrra</span><br/><br/>Whatever the possessed drow might've had to say to that, it's cut off by a mighty GURK and GURGLE from Ingarl's lower tum, and a single, powerful pulse of the dridder's sphincter closes over the drow's head. Her piercing scream is instantly and almost completely muffled... Leaving whatever kicks and struggles she can still make to be mildly felt through the fleshy barrier between Ingarl's stomachs...<br/><br/>"Mmm," Phyrra thrums happily, "good riddance to her," she says, licking and nuzzling at Aviana's neck, "stomachsex is the best sex, isn't it?" She smiles. "As rough as everything is right now, I'm glad I discovered it - and you." Lightly, she nips Aviana's neck, then let's the next churn of Ingarl's belly tip her upside-down, bathing her throughly in acid even as it brings her lips between Aviana's smooth-scaled thighs. Slowly, she kisses her way up them. "Be careful," she warns gently, "it might not be too healthy to fall asleep in here. If you can't warn her you want out, you could wake up.a layer of fat on Ingarl's breasts..."  Phyrra continues. "Not that I'd enjoy kissing you any less that way..."<br/><br/>OOC: Oops... Didn't mean to introduce an NPC called Phyrra whilst we've got a PC called Phylia... Have to keep an eye on that. In terms of what Phylia could do, there's still a bound possessed drow girl just waiting to be devoured, and an unconscious possessed drow boy currently bleeding to death...