<span style="font-weight: bold"> Xarces Kyrobe </span><br/><br/>His technique he knew was risky, for intentionally rubbing and exposing himself to her powerful digestive fluids could just as easily end up speeding his digestion as apposed to slowing it. That and there was also the fact this was an inexperienced vore, and it was quite possible that he was her very first true meal. With her belly filled with a much more agreeable helping of meat, one that eagerly rubs, and pleasurably caresses it's walls....where her stomach to think like the minds of so many other women he has met, then it would do everything it could just to keep him. Following the motion of her belly, the grinding acidic churn of her guts, Xarces fears that for a second her stomach aims to do just that. Violently pounding in from all angles at once, seizing in on him as he finds himself too invested in his outward caress to avoid being brutally mashed. He cries out in sudden pain as his body is immediately compacted, the strong walls of muscle holding him there for seconds the walls quivering, thudding a mile a minute in his ears as he wonders if they shall ever let go. "Easy now Jess, just relax and allow me to take care of everything.." he croons to her, caressing fold after fold, working to un-seize the powerful muscles, relaxing them one by one. (If nothing else...that reaction....which may have been caused by my own ministrations......shows that her body is more then capable of digesting a man.)<br/><br/>His continued efforts would see her belly calm, the churns and grinds becoming lessened, slower, predictable, and actually quite relaxing. His curiosity of the outside world is also sated, hearing Naomi's voice echoing around him. "Already on it boss." he chimes in, pressing his own lips suddenly outwards in the location of the sound. The flesh of Jess' stomach pressing upwards in the shape of Xarces' face, pressing her flesh tight against the lips of Naomi, in the shape of his own, offering her a little tease even from within the actively digesting stomach of another woman. Proud of this accomplishment, he settles back into his  massaging routine. A part of him reflects on this action (I wonder what it would be like without the belly flesh in the way...) Able to move at a much more relaxing pace now, as he mirrors the speed of her stomach, Xarces thinks on what Naomi was about to do. (Assess if it is safe to bring me back up eh?) he had to admit he did not like the sound of that. For two reasons, one he knew that Mel had panicked and struggled whilst in the girl's throat, the second and less obvious reason why he was concerned was that even where Jess' throat all right......well Xarces didn't want to think of such things, but a part of him knew that where many of the other female chasing after him in her position, well, they may fib and claim their throat was damaged....if for no other reason then to keep the meal inside.<br/><br/>(Jess seems like a nice girl, I'm sure she wouldn't do that.) he assures himself as he feels the flesh around him tremble. Knowing to be quite during such an examination Xarces does what little he can to help encourage her throat to feel better, that being to focus his attention on the knotted ring of flesh that he had just entered. His fingers delicately roaming over it's surface, running along it's outer edge. Before he begins to knead and press the flesh tenderly, not enough to force his way back out of course, but just enough to help alleviate the very base of the lengthy tube he hoped to soon be able to ascend.<br/><br/><br/>Xarces:<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Keeping up his relaxing massage<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/153025">continued massage</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">3#1d6</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">4</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">3</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">5</span></div></div></div><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> Clif </span><br/><br/>Hearing that they would not be rescuing Xarces worried Clif, moreso even when he sees the bulge in her belly lurch, and a painfully loud gurgling groan play out into the open air. Though this worry was soon doubled as he finds himself being tasked with clean up duty, more importantly to head off into the eta beta eta house along side two vorish females in order to perform this task. Taking one last glance towards Jess' distended stomach (Hang in there buddy...I'll make sure she doesn't leave you in there...) he tells himself, despite knowing that he had no say in the matter. The thought however, that the sooner he finished, the sooner he would see his friend again helped ease his mind, if only a little. From where he was going, and from what he had heard, he would need every ounce of that he could get.<br/><br/>With a deep breathe he heads over to Melissa's side, seeing her acid soaked body, bile slicked hair, and the tell tale sings that she had been mere moments away from succumbing to digestion, (If that woman's stomach did this much to a vore......imagine what it must be doing to poor Xarces...)  it took everything in his power not to shudder and cringe. "Miss..." he starts momentarily blanking as so many questions he wished to ask pop into his mind 'how was it?.......how did Xarces save you?....was it as terrifying as they say?.....' what finally comes out however is.... "We need to get you cleaned up....." and nothing more (I don't know how he does it.....talking so naturally to these vorish women...) , looking to the wide eyed girl whom had greeted them at the door. "Please lead the way Miss, the sooner we start the less chance the acids have of doing any lasting damage." he asks hoping for some sort of public shower set up, as the thought of stepping foot inside an eta beta eta bathroom, caused him to shiver. Not even wanting to think of how many lives have been flushed away in just such a place.