((Am pretty darn tired, so this might not be the most descriptive of posts! Will catch up with more actions next time! ^_^ ))<br/><br/><br/>The weight and warmth of Johan's body pressing up against Meera has the catgirl pressing back just slightly, though her gaze never does actually meet his own. In fact, It never really leaves the table in front of her, her mind entirely absorbed by who knows what - it was easy enough to imagine what she was thinking about, but judging by the way her cheeks still flushed red and her ears remained flattened against the top of her head, she really didn't know WHAT to think about it. Even the transition from flesh to leather and metal doesn't seem to draw Meera out of her internal debate, though her tongue does switch from eager, happy licking (as it had been doing to his fingers and palm) to something a little more unenthusiastic, just coating the less-tasty material in saliva to ease it's transition down her throat.<br/><br/>The little 'boop' to her nose causes her to swallow reflexively, and Johan finds her lips suddenly slide upwards over the crook of his elbow, right up to his biceps, her eyes fluttering as she comes to her senses. In that very same instant, Johan feels a slight transition in his fingertips - the tightness of the catgirl's esophagus replaced by something even tighter...the ring of muscle that led into her stomach. Still, his fingertips squeeze through, and within a matter of a couple of seconds he feels something...more solid. Slimy, perhaps a little 'softer' than it should of been, but...flesh? The back of the half-elvish girl Meera had swallowed during the little scuffle prior to reaching town. He feels an instant reaction, the likely-doomed girl suddenly squirming vigorously, perhaps in an effort to grab his hand in case he's actually trying to pull her out of her digestive prison. However, before the chance ever presents itself, Meera's senses finally return, and with a 'Gllrrk!', she places her hands against Johan's side and pushes, relaxing her throat to allow his arm to slide up and out without too much fuss.<br/><br/>Free of Meera's mouth and throat, Johan's arm and hand are pretty well drenched in kitty saliva, which the 'kitty specialist' looks at in horror and even further embarrassment "Oh! OH gosh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean -- Well, I mean, I get...I...it just happens! When I get nervous! Sorry! Y-you...have a little um...well, just a tiny bit of...moisture there..." She motions with a wavey flick of her finger to his hand, just in time for a thicker glob of saliva to drip from his fingertips onto the floor below "..Just a lil'. Fingering a little at her nose from where he'd 'booped' her, she wrinkles it up cutely, sniffing a few times "Nose touches always feel so funny. Is-ha...haaaa....nyaahhh..!" Whatever she'd been meaning to say is cut short as the half-elf in her stomach, denied her prospective chance at freedom, begins to wiggle and squirm vigorously once more, the vague shape of her body inside the tightly stretched flesh of Meera's tummy shifting and turning, creating little bulges here and there in the happy catgirl's midsection. Seemingly every bit as happy about her 'filling' meal as Yumina, Meera gets a sort of faraway look in her eyes, biting her lower lip in ill-concealed pleasure as the digesting half-elf makes another play at escaping her stomach, but with every bit as much luck as she'd had before. It takes a few seconds for the half-elf to finally tire back out, but even that is long enough to leave Meera panting slightly, her eyes half shut as she just revels in the sensation "Oh...oh....Mmf. Fidgety food." She whispers softly, her eyes half-lidded as she happily rubs her stomach, which gives an appreciative *grrrrrgggle* in response.<br/><br/>Yumina, for the most part, focuses more upon her own drink, and Alura's hand still happily roaming across her churning belly. Though the feline would likely never admit it - and every bit as likely, eat anyone who accused her of it - Alura can feel a very slight 'vibration' as her hand roams across the engorged belly of the cat warrior. A purr? The 'sensation' abruptly halts as Yumina takes a heavy swig of her drink, peering over the lip of her mug at Alura "...Hrmph. Would eat you in a heartbeat." There's a certain...lack of conviction in her voice, and even those not entirely adept at picking out the little hints of expression both facial and vocal can tell Yumina is likely just blustering, to keep up her 'tough girl' image.<br/><br/>Anastasia, thoroughly involved in chugging down the water she was brought as quickly as she could, sputters slightly when Lea's attention and questions turn to her "What?" She says, wiping the back of her hand across her mouth where a little water had spilled "Operation fairy rescue? Oh! That!" She seems to shrink slightly, tucking her head a little behind her cup "Ummm...well, I've never eaten anyone either. Would feel so weird, all squirmy and stuff down the throat and in the tummy! And what if someone stayed in too long? I'd gurgle them!...I think." Furrowing her brow and pursing her lips, Anastasia takes another quick sip of water. She...could not remember having EVER eaten meat. Heck, maybe they'd be okay after all? Her tummy was perfectly suited to dealing with nummy berries and things of that nature, but people?! Nah "I'd help! Sides, could be fun! New experiences! Plus, Johan's hair would look so silly covered in fairy spits!" Grinning childishly, Anastasia glances over at their de-facto leader, flicking a little water that had spilled on the table at him with one finger "Can't taste as good as strawberries though. Those are yum. And...I'm used to these kinda conversations! Is fun! But, um...don't have much to add, since...berries don't put up a fight!"<br/><br/><br/>Chewing on her lower lip, Tina gives a thoughtful glance at each member of the group, taking into account their enthusiasm to have her sate her curiosity. The drider was offering to help, the naga and her companion both seemed to think she was capable, and even Johan was offering himself up as a 'possibility'. She'd never been especially shy - that was something one tended to get out of QUICKLY as a barmaid - but she found herself actually blushing, and heavily. Even the compliments about her body seemed more...well, genuine than simply trying to get her into bed. Licking her lips to wetten them, she smiles again, every bit as bright, though this one a bit more shy "I...well, I mean..I'm interested. No need to talk to her, I'll go ask her! I need to get your drink-- " She glances at Lea, before shifting her attention to Sasara "And a menu for you as well! I...I'll be right back, okay?" Her bright, pretty eyes focus on Alura's own for a few more seconds, a glitter of excitement dancing in them, before - with a flourish of her skirt - she turns and walks hurriedly back to the bar, so distracted one of the luckier males - a big demi fox - manages to get a lucky grope of her rear, making her jump slightly. Swatting away his hand with a little 'look', she hurries up to the bar and begins talking with the bartender and apparent owner.