Seeing the man so dutifully strip down, scale her belly and practically dive down her throat, Rissle can't help but moan and shift around atop of her giant gut, doing her best to offer an intimate lick over his private, but with the speed he squirmed and slid down her gullet, the nice gesture was futile.<br/><br/>With the devoured cultist now swimming in a lake of liquified and half digested villagers, but still pushing back at her stomach walls in delight as he talked to her, the half-dragonborn couldn't help herself from giggling, smiling and happily rub back over the bulges on her otherwise smooth middle.<br/><br/>For a predator, Rissle wasn't really very busty. Sure, Ds were rare for a regular civillian to be blessed with, but in their cult, she was one of the least busty women. She even doubted she could stuff anyone into her breasts, like the many female cultists walking around with massive, sloshing tits laid bare obviously had! But she had eaten an immense ammount of food, more than she ever had in just a single day, so she was bound to gain weight. She just hoped it would be in the right places!<br/><br/>Patting the faint outline of her meal's head, Rissle looked down at her own chest, drew a crooked smirk and sighed, "I hope so! It would make me love and remember you forever! So make sure you add to my breasts!"~