With the skirmish over for all intents and purposes Nezazit hefts her belly with disappointment. Even though the glutted mass is larger than the rest of her body, by the reckoning of her hunger she is still famished. Needing to down an attractive woman without the chance to enjoy her is always a waste. Hopefully the situation at the church will afford her the chance to properly satisfy at least her need to gorge upon masses of prey.<br/><br/>Already, her 'bliss' is in progress with her bellies. The environment within is surprisingly comfortable. Contact with the acids is downright pleasant. There is likely little wonder as to why the guard who went down into Nez's belly just moments before had been making no attempts to escape after being swallowed.