Room 104<br/><br/>Even just the memory of Tami's tongue scraping against her sex and inside of her folds was enough to send echoes of pleasure spiking through Lea as she was swallowed down deeper into the catgirl.  The sheer force of her orgasm was still washing through her like the aftershocks of an earthquake, and despite herself, as she started to come back to herself, she couldn't even remember the swallow to get her hips down into Tami's throat.  Missing even a moment of the wondrous experience seemed nearly blasphemy to her, as much as anything could ever be, but she had all but whited out there for precious moments, floating in pure bliss.  She'd just have to pay more attention next time she slid down this particular catgirl's gullet, she promised herself.  It was as good an excuse as any, for all that she hardly needed to come up with one to give herself a reason to do something like this again.<br/><br/>Lea's legs twisted together, knees pressing and clenching as the tongue washed over her skin, tasting every inch as wave after wave of contractions in Tami's throat pulled her inward.  Her toes flexed and curled in anticipation as her head pushed out further against the belly, her shoulders working their way into the impossibly tight sac with her and forcing her to already start to tuck upward.  Arms squirming and rubbing at the walls rippling down against her, she tensed her elbows to press out just a bit, making sure that the catgirl got the full experience of resistance and movement all the way down.  Well, all aside for the moment of complete limp relaxation that had followed her climax and left her dead to the world for precious seconds.<br/><br/>Her hips bucked as her predator's fangs scraped over her calves, and her feet twitched up and down in a motion that could have been a panicked squirming or an attempt to kick off from the air to get down into Tami quicker.  Her hands flexed against her hips while her fingers slid between her own flesh and the impossible press crushing down on her to rub over her overly-sensitive and now more than slightly abused vulva, smearing Tami's fluids still clinging to her hands into her own dripping mess.  Cum that Tami had happily gulped down with her dripped down and clung to her stomach and the underside of her squished breasts, while more started soaking into her hair as she was reunited with everything Tami had swallowed down already.  Her blonde hair took on a faint red highlight in a few places from the blood that had been drank with her nectar, though she couldn't even tell the difference between her fluids and the saliva and other fluids already filling the stomach.<br/><br/>Filling it, and being forced against every inch of her joining it, of course.  The fleshy walls rubbed over her, trying to get into every little nook and cranny of her body as more and more slid into the belly of the beast, curling more against the sheer pressure trying to turn her into a ball of food even before digestion had started.  She arched her back as her breasts were scraped over by the tight sphincter, finally slipping in only to find the stomach no less tight against them than the throat before it.  The shift of her weight pushed not only out against the stomach's walls, twisting the shape of her head and shoulders in Tami's fur, but also pushed back against inner organs, weighing on Tami's intestines.  And she still wasn't even to the half-way point.<br/><br/>As another swallow carried her down further, her stomach finally pushed down with her, allowing her to bend easier and curl up better, though that was no real escape from the constant press of the walls.  More of her in there meant tighter and tighter, even if her spine felt less in danger of being snapped by how she was being made to curl up.  With that, and her feet sliding down over Tami's tongue while her fangs clacked shut, She yanked her hands down into the stomach with her, elbows pressing out little tents of skin as every little vertebra of her spine was outlined in the catgirl's formerly flat stomach.  She twisted about and slid her fingers over slick, slimy flesh down below her as her hips started working their way in.<br/><br/>Her weight was slowly forcing the belly out farther, and with Tami sitting up, that meant pushing the belly down with gravity bit by bit as it stretched to accommodate her.  Down towards the catgirl's own slit.  Lea's mouth opened as she twisted her head back, pressing her face up against it and her tongue out to rub over the flesh, panting as her hands worked down under herself fully to start pushing back against Tami's body.  The flesh pulled tight around her meant that her hands couldn't move away from her body so much, but that didn't stop them from being clearly able to be felt as her fingers curled down, pressing at Tami's thighs while she explored the sensations from inside of the pitch black abyss inside of the maid.<br/><br/>Her moan as she slid her hands over the belly walls, feeling the resistance change just subtly with the legs below them, was nothing short of a needy cry of more.  If she had been a cat herself, she was sure it would have convinced every other feline in hearing range that she was in heat and finally getting fucked.  Her hands tightened, gripping down as they worked their way up towards Tami's hips and lower guts, forced back hard against her and then moved to compensate as inch by inch, she was forced in fully.  As her ass slid against the inner side, cheeks spread by the grip crushing them to either side and pussy leaving a trail of nectar against it, she finally felt where she was looking for and groped.<br/><br/>It must have felt odd, even before she had pressed her hands to Tami's sex, to have her own stomach's fur and flesh pushed out from within.  To have it roiling over her and touching with intent at her body, not in frantic struggles, but in a clear fondness and lustful desire to please her still.  Lea's mind was starting to come a bit more back to herself through the lust of haze, but that only allowed her to close her mouth and pull her tongue back in, swallowing against the taste on it as she grinned.  Somehow, despite where she was, anyone seeing it would have likely called it predatory, even.<br/><br/>Of course, with Tami's own fur pressing down on her slit, tightening over it with fingers stretching the flesh between them like webbing, Lea was sure the sensation would be more than just 'odd.'  She could hardly make out the exact shape of her lover's sex through the stomach walls, but she could feel enough to orient herself, and let memory take over as she ground against it, palms rubbing on either side of the labia with fuzzy pressure sliding from within the fur-coated belly pressed to it.  Her knees forced their way in down to her chest, sliding her out even further as the belly seemed to fight not to allow her any farther, while she rolled her shoulders into the gripping sac and twisted her hips.<br/><br/>“Ooooooh,” she gasped out, swallowing as she was finally able to react to Tami's words.  The words 'good girl' felt entirely too nice, being praised as she was eaten, but she smirked through the lust still clear on her hidden face.  “A full night of digestion?  Already?  But we've only just met~” she purred out, rubbing her face against the stomach, nose pressed against her and cheeks tugging at the slimy walls.  Her hand slid again, fingers rubbing down around the top of Tami's vulva, pressing at her clit as the other one brushed over the lower reaches of her labia, trailing fur forward to press against the insides and outsides in a wave, before coming back to press against it.  “That's really a lot of commitment, when we've only just met.  Though it is very, very tempting, I'll admit.”<br/><br/>And really, it was.  By all reason, she should move to start escaping the moment she had her feet under her, able to move around and try to force her hands back up the throat to avoid the risk of being weakened too much to escape... but she really wasn't so sure she wanted to do that.  If there was one thing that would make this whole trip even better, it would be feeling Tami orgasm one last time while cradled fully in her stomach.  Though maybe just a token effort at first while she was working to get the catgirl off?  The playful struggling and appearance that she couldn't manage it at all might even help her lover to get in the mood even more, if that was possible.  Of course, if she actually managed to get out with nearly no effort being put in, she would be a bit disappointed.  But that might make it all the easier to convince the maid to come with her to get more practice keeping Lea down.<br/><br/>...Who was she kidding?  Assuming the catgirl wasn't able to make good on the desire to turn her into cat shit – a fate she'd be happy with honestly – Lea was going to be trying to find out what she had to do to bring Tami with her no matter what.  Though she was kind of low on funds for the moment, if she'd need to pay off any debts or something.  Time enough to think of those things later though; for now she needed to enjoy herself in the incredibly tight belly, and make sure that her lover enjoyed it just as much as she did.