((I have no idea when the Kari Honey would, technically, wear off. ^_^ I assume there's a time-skip coming up quite soon, so...Do let me know when you feel it's appropriate, Xarces!<img alt=":D" src="./images/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" title="Very Happy"/>))<br/><br/>"Cooked?" Vesele echos, tilting her head to the side in curiosity. Of course, she knew exactly what the Kari meant - those fireballs, she imagined, were not just for killing monsters, and more than a few girls had likely succumbed to the flames, only to  - once they were too weak to resist - experience just what a Kari's digested track felt like in full "Hmmhmm...I will say I've never had..cooked girls before." Not that there was any real lack of certain..'flavorings' in Faneglut. She'd simply always enjoyed the all-natural flavor, the full extent of squirming...<br/><br/>Mmm, much like the absolutely heavenly fox-girl still entrapped tightly inside of her own tummy. Crya's second comment draws a coy little smirk from Vesele, and she reaches out to lightly brush her fingertips over one of the long, chitionous legs supporting the Kari's great bulk "Mm...how many orgasms before your stomach overwhelms me? Now that might just be something to think about for the future. There's worse ways to go, after all..." Seemingly not put off by the slightest by the idea, Vesele offers up another coy little wink "Of course...why only have one wonderous sessions of orgasms..when I'm more than happy to give you dozens? After all, you're my 'protector' once we reach your home tribe, mmm?" Still smiling that disarming little smile, Vesele falls into step behind Cyra, staying just a half-dozen paces or so away and to the back-left of her.<br/><br/>Of course, the trek gives Vesele ample opportunity to enjoy the sensation of having Aiyaka completely immobile inside of her, completely at her whim and mercy. It also gave her plenty of opportunity to enjoy the little bits of the gorgeous fox-girl that'd become a part of her forever, ever so slowly absorbed by her intestines, the nutrients passed into her bloodstream to make her feel all the more alive, all the more energetic and simply WHOLE. It was this part that she'd come to love the most, the sensation of feeling another girl becoming a part of her, the way she could feel their conciousness melding into her body until, once they'd made their trip entirely through her body, that conciousness would be expelled through her tight little butt, along with what little bit of the girl in question her own body didn't want.<br/><br/>It was a fate that she could so easily bestow upon the helpless foxgirl inside of her, and more than once, the thought of feeling that beautiful kitsune digesting completely inside of, becoming her food, becoming one with her, sent a chill down her spine. Mmm, how difficult it was to resist the urge to let her tummy do just that - reduce the amazing, beautiful fox into just a nutrient-rich soup over the course of the walk. By the time they reached the camp, her tummy would be a nearly perfectly-round sphere, every step making it slosh and wobble with the remains of the mostly-liquidfied kitsune....and then? Over an entire night, her tummy would shrink little by little, more and more of Aiyaka's nutrient-rich form passing into her intestines to be absorbed by her eager, hungry body. More and more, she'd feel the girl's conciousness within her, feel her body nuturing the natural curves of her body, enhancing them further...<br/><br/>Then, the next morning...she'd get to experience the wonderous sensation of the girl making her last trip, right through the cheeks she'd so dutifully tended to the day before...<br/><br/>Shivering at the thought, Vesele places her hands upon her Aiyaka-filled tummy, idly stroking it, petting her lover through the tightly-stretched flesh of her belly. Once more, her voice drops to a gentle croon, just barely audible through the flesh and muscle that entrapped Aiyaka, holding her tight from the freedom of the outside world "Mmm, nice and cozy, my beautiful lover? You...are far too perfect for your own good. One day, my beautiful fox...one day, if some other lucky girl doesn't get you first....you're going to be mine. Mmm, that's a promise. One day...I'm going to leave you right where you are. Maybe I'll relax in a nice, hot tub of water, letting that warmth soak me, relax me, as I enjoy the sensation of that perfect body slowly digesting inside of me..." Despite the deadly promise in her words, Vesele gives her stomach a soft little squeeze, pressing the slimey flesh tightly against Aiyaka and further removing what little room she still had. A hug? Not just a hug...a little caress, just a hint of warmth in the action, a hint of gentleness...<br/><br/>It was not a hug. It was an embrace.<br/><br/>"Then you'll get a nice trip out that lovely rump you so loved tending to...Mmm, you dirty fox...Rrr, I don't know whether to digest you right now, or drag you off the moment I can get you alone for the night of your life. I do quite like the second option..." Giggling to herself, Vesele once more offers her stomach a satisfied little pat, enjoying the bouncing weight of her lover-turned-almost-food sitting, unmoving, within.<br/><br/>Aiyaka's experience differs completely from just a while before.  The furnace-like walls around her were still opressively tight, clinging to every single indention of her body, conforming against her to the point there was not a single inch of space between her soft, slimy flesh and the equally as soft, slick walls of the stomach that surrounded her. Even without the potent digestive acids dripping down onto her from every angle, submerging her in enzymes that - as she'd learned - were quite capable of turning her into food for the busty, beautiful woman, the stomach walls continued to lightly grind and caress her, as if to scrub more of the delicious meat and flesh from her body - it seemed even Vesele was not ENTIRELY able to keep her tummy's eagerness at bay, despite her best intentions. Of course, without the digestive acids softening the kitsune's body, it proves to be a rather pleasant experience, the vevelty, slimey walls rubbing her constantly, massaging her, squeezing her in their embrace every bit as lovingly as Vesele's own arms.<br/><br/>Perhaps more disorienting, though, was the soft bouncing, the slight shifting of the stomach as Vesele walked. Unable to see, Aiyaka had no idea where she was actually going. It would have been all too easy for her to slip away if Cyra allowed, cart the paralyzed kitsune in her belly away to somewhere dark and secluded where she could be digested in peace...or, as Vesele had mentioned...shown the 'night of her life' every bit as easily.<br/><br/>Aiyaka's entire world is the squeezing embrace of that tummy, the soft strokes of Vesele's hands petting her from the outside, the gentle bouncing of the woman's steps...and the odd<span style="font-style: italic">Grrrrgle</span>of Vesele's stomach occassionally stirring back to life, seemingly desperate to digest the beautiful kitsune, and only through a sheer act of will does Vesele keep herself from doing just that. Every so often, a few droplets of acid trickle onto her soft, exposed body, left to sit and sizzle - but it is rare at best, and as those acids lose their potency, Aiyaka is once more given opportunity to recover herself.