From Johan's point of view, the sight was certainly SOMETHING to behold. Unburdened by formalities like keeping his eyes where they belong now that Disa was occupied, it was all too easy to imagine exactly what it might be like to 'fondle some of that padding', and his eyes did plenty of the work to ensure his imagination had ample ammunition to utilize.  She really was beautiful, and despite her size, her proportions were absolutely a sight to behold. From her firm, toned stomach to her nicely-sized breasts, to her shapely hips and lovely rump, luscious, strong thighs...it was distracting to say the very least. Perhaps it was another effect of the supernatural creatures of this world? Who knew.<br/><br/>With that view, though...came the sight of Sasara's head passing between the big Oni girl's lips, the 'willing meal' whom was one of his own subordinates slowly but surely vanishing from the world, and likely never to reemerge into it whole again. It was a mentally tormenting experience. Was it some trick of this world coaxing her into feeding herself to the Oni? No magic had been obviously cast, but Disa was undeniably pretty, and there was something...'charming in simplicity' about her that kept drawing his attention back out of his darker thoughts. Never completely, though. Was it right, to let her devour the naga? She HAD said it was okay, and there was no protest...save for the speed at which Disa seemed eager to get the delicious serpentine meal tucked away inside of her stomach...<br/><br/>Still, so distracted by her meal, the Oni would be likely completely unaware of any sort of incoming attack, and his blade could likely find purchase somewhere critical....<br/><br/>((EVERYONE except Sasara needs to make a perception check here! 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Strangely enough, the rock didn't quite fall perfectly...where it should have bounced AWAY from the edge of the dirt pit, it instead seems...almost 'pinned' against the rock wall, bouncing forwards, and then backwards against...well, something that simply wasn't there.<br/><br/>Something invisible...? And standing dangerously close to Johan's position, right behind the distracted Oni...</div></div></div><br/><br/><br/>It was a little disconcerting how effortlessly Sasara finds herself lifted from the ground, her multi-hundred pound body picked up as easily as one might pick up a sandwich off of a plate. The Oni was strong - no, even 'strong' did not quite do it justice. She didn't strain, her arms didn't waver in the slightest...it was completely effortless, and it was even less effort for the red-skinned woman to squeeze her head right between jawline, and into the hot, tight embrace of her mouth. As eager as the oni seemed to be, Sasara's protest of 'savor me!' does seem to find some purchase within her, the oni's grip loosening slightly even as Sasara's head is slid backwards along her tongue, and into the unforgivingly tight embrace of Disa's throat. It was almost uncomfortably constrictive, her powerful throat muscles immediately squeezing down around Sasara's head, rippling eagerly in an effort to ensure this meal was tucked away inside her softly-but-hungrily growling stomach with all due haste.<br/><br/>Disa, though...keeps a firm hold upon Sasara's waistline just above her coils, not quite allowing her throat to have it's way with the delicious serpentine dinner just yet. As constrictive as the oni's throat was, the slight discomfort derived from it was simply and efficiently overridden by the girl's tongue, that slick, large muscle eagerly curling against the naga's neckline, sliding wetly across her shoulders and along the upper portions of her bust, lightly tickling the delicate, delicious flesh of her breasts. Thin streams of saliva trickle across Sasara's neck and downwards along the soft, enticing flesh of her breasts and stomach, then lower along the more armored scales of her body. It was so warm, so incredibly warm...but everything about the oni seemed to be. Whereas a normal human's temperature might be somewhere around 98 degrees, she was easily pushing 105 or better, and whilst the temperature was mild, it was certainly noticable and AMAZINGLY pleasant, especially inside of her mouth and throat.<br/><br/>Seemingly rather approving of Sasara's flavor, Disa again groans out her delight despite her throat being stuffed so full with delicious naga, her thick tail starting to flicker back and forth in short, satisfied sways as her lips begin to creep upwards over Sasara's breasts. Even hidden away behind her armor, those luscious orbs are not immune to the oni's probing tongue, and within a matter of seconds that thick, saliva-coated appendage has worked it's way dutifully between her cleavage, sampling the softness of her breasts, the enticing flavor of her smooth, bare flesh. It felt absolutely DIVINE, the Oni clearly taking her time to savor and sample every last little hint of flavor that Sasara's body had to offer, and whilst she is not quite able to work her tongue beneath her armor to taste of the naga's nipples, she does nonetheless swirl her tongue over the lovely swell of her bust, before - with an eager<span style="font-style: italic"> Gllluuuup! </span>, she swallows again.<br/><br/>Sasara feels her upper body slide fully between Disa's lips and into the squeezing embrace of her throat, so slick and hot and soft, yet so tight and constrictive at the same time - it was an overwhelming flood of sensations, and as she is swallowed more and more, those sensations only become all the more extreme...<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> Slrrrrruuuuupppppp! Mmm, slrrrrp! </span><br/><br/>Her more humanoid torso stuffed into her throat and out of sight, Disa begins to treat the large, lengthy snakelike body beyond much like a giant noodle - in essence, exactly what it was. A eager sluuurrrp pulls another full foot of snake-body between her lips, and whilst there was plenty more to go, it looked like she'd have absolutely no problem at all in fitting every single bit of Sasara into her tummy...<br/><br/>"Ngghh?!" Suddenly, Disa's body locks up, her eyes widening in surprise...then shutting in delight as Sasara's tail finds it's way to her own, stroking the overly-sensitive base with the flitting tip of her own. All around her, Sasara could feel the Oni's body shiver slightly, seeming to heat up just the tiniest bit more - still a rather pleasant change from the cool air outside - before another swallow pulled her in even more. It was distracting - the sensation of those powerful throat muscles lovingly squeezing about her face, her breasts, her torso, and even her upper-snake body...even with the imminent threat of digestion once she reached the Oni's stomach, it was nonetheless...PLEASANT, at least for the moment.<br/><br/>When Sasara's tail finds it's way between the Oni's thighs, the surprised girl once more jerks slightly, her tail going rigid behind her and her ears flattening against her head. For a brief moment, it looks like her hips will start to buck, but - seemingly remembering her audience - she manages to compose herself just enough to take another slurping swallow, pulling more and more of the naga's body between her lips, her throat showing each inch of passage....<br/><br/>Suddenly, she feels it - a tight, so very tight, ring of muscle against the top of her head, her long hair bunching up against it beneath her. The entrance to Disa's stomach. Just beyond, Sasara could already hear the soft, eager gurgles of a stomach ramping up it's digestive processes, anticipating the enormous meal to come...her. More and more, she feels her own bodyweight piling in atop her until, with a wet-sounding 'Slrrrch!', the sphincter that led into the red-skinned oni's stomach finally pops open, admitting her head within.<br/><br/>Heat. So much heat...and so, so much moisture...<br/><br/>It was like a snake's paradise. The velvety soft walls of the oni's stomach instantly conform to her face and shoulders as they slip within, eagerly caressing her, already working the faintest hints of digestive acids against her soft, vulnerable flesh. She'd been swallowed. No quite completely, but more she could feel herself being swallowed, foot after foot of her snake-like body disappearing between Disa's lips, likely to never emerge again...<br/><br/>...At least, not the same way she'd went down.<br/><br/>Foot after foot, Disa slurps down the long, squirming coils of Sasara's body, the rather prominent bulge of both Sasara's more humanoid torso, and her own coils being piled in on top of herself displayed with surprising clarity in the Oni's firm, toned midsection. It was --<br/><br/><br/>-- Suddenly, Thygor happened.<br/><br/>Disa's eyes widen in surprise, her hand moving from the last few feet of Sasara's body towards her axe as Thygor erupts from the ground - yet, her hand never quite closes on it. Instead, she stops, noting with no small amount of confusion that noone ELSE seemed intent on attacking the dragon-thing...<br/><br/>To Thygor, it was...a rather disconcerting experience. It was not too often there was someone large enough to look him in the eyes, and even less so when that someone was not some hulking beast, but a rather attractive looking female - amongst 'human' bodytypes, anyway. The casual ease with which she swallowed the naga was...every bit as intimidating, hinting that for her, he himself might not be completely off the menu - assuming he roused her ire. Something that, it appears, was not going to happen...at least, yet.<br/><br/>(Swallow Sarasa - 1d20 (2) + 46 = 48. Sasara is swallowed!)<br/><br/>Tilting her head straight back, Disa noisily slurps up the last three feet of Sasara's tail, the sensitive tip disappear between her lips...and with a final, overly-loud 'GULLLP!", the bulge descends down her throat, disappearing behind her breasts....only to fill out her tummy all the more, the rather sizable bulge of her enormous, multi-hundred pound naga meal pooching out her belly rather noticably. Licking her lips in satisfaction to gather up the last little bits of Sasara's flavor, Disa moans gently, her eyes fluttering in delight as she happily slaps her full stomach "Aaaaaaahhhhh...now THAT hit the spot. Wow, mortals really ARE delicious...AND filling! Mmm, settle in cutie...going to be digesting you all day! Ooohh, so full..." Sighing in delight, Disa idly strokes her stomach, her fingertips lightly tracing the vaguel-nagashaped-bulge evident within "Mm, that hit the spot. Been ages since I've had something squirmy. Ooohhh....now, um, what's this about...being hasty?" Turning her attention fully to Thygor, the big, red-skinned oni settles her hands down upon her stomach, squeezing it lovingly as she regards him with a curious gaze "Oh, her? Don't worry! Um, she said it was fine! Aaaand...heee, you're right...I am pretty heroic looking, arn't I? Especially like this - ate the invading mortals!...Mmm, she tasted so good...oohhhh...."<br/><br/><br/><br/>Anastasia and Meera simply stare, transfixed, as the naga is devoured right before their eyes. Anastasia's own attention only wavers from the scene when Alura pressed the bow and arrows into her hand "Oni..poo? O-oh gosh...she's actually going to digest Sasara?" Mouth dropping open at the thought, Anastasia once more turns her attention back to Disa, eyes roaming along her stuffed stomach and the soft, eager gurgles she could already hear from within. A few hours...likely all it would take before that defined bulge lost it's edges, turning rounder, less solid...the naga within turning into a meaty soup all the better to feed the Oni who'd swallowed her, turning into nothing more than fuel for her body, a little extra padding on her already lovely assets...<br/><br/>The thought made her SHIVER...and not entirely in fear...<br/><br/>Meera, for her part, leans back against Alura's body when her hands wrap around her waist, her own eyes completely transfixed upon the sight of Disa swallowing Sasara alive. It was...well, it looked really tasty. Made her look so full, so satisfied... "...Meeew....she looks so happy, doesn't she...? I think...Sasara might be...um...gone..." She whispers back, her ears flicking cutely under the nibbling assault of her newest fairy friend.<br/><br/>When Alura approaches her, Disa again give her tummy a satisfied little pat, grinning toothily at the fae's overanxious questions "Mmmm, was she tasty?! Yessss she was! Mmm, so filling too! Going to feel so nice digesting her. Awfully nice of her to volunteer, I was REALLY hungry...and..." Leaning in a little bit, Disa eases her face a little closer to Alura's own, the sudden shift making her belly sag slightly beneath her - but not as much as it SHOULD have with so much food inside her stomach. The tight, toned abdominal muscles did an amazing job of holding her food in...and likely, ensuring it STAYED in, as well "....And I'm REALLY curious about these 'tummy rubs' of yours, too...if it's anywhere near as good as she tasted, well...who am I to say no?!"