<blockquote><div><cite>Kruft wrote:</cite>After the initial confusion had subsided, one of the wolves shook her head. "...this is interesting, that's for sure. But won't it take you all night to eat 216 of me?" she asked, curiously. "And, um, I do weigh a lot, too. I'm not asking you to rush, but there's stuff I wanna do too.<br/><br/>"But this is cool!" she enthused. "I'm gonna enjoy this!" The one that had been talking peered into the chest. "Interesting choices here...well, bon appetit, I guess!"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Well, it's not like I have to eat you one at a time..." Ptricia reached down and scooped up three more of the mini-Rayns, and wadded the three of them together with the first. Then she shifted to sphinx form, towering over the bed, and ducked her head, engulfing the wriggling ball and chewing. The rayns inside felt themselves being minced, mixed together, and finally being pushed down Ptricia's throat.<br/><br/>"Mmmm..." The sphinx shifted back to humanoid. "You _are_ tasty!" She reached down and picked out a big tupperware bowl, which she unsealed. It was full of barbeque sauce. "But we can always try some flavouring."<br/><br/>She picked up a Rayn by the armpits, and dipped her in the bowl. Then she put the wolfess's wriggling legs in her mouth and bit them off. The Rayn in question could still feel her legs being chewed, like a deep tissue massage.<br/><br/>"You still okay?" The sphinx asked the top half.