The mind of a fey being was not quite like that of other mortals. In the back of Tom Snout's mind there was a lingering detachment, a layer of mental distance from his actions that never really went away. That was the paradox of his kind, and of many fey species - they felt physical sensations more strongly than any other, but their emotions were... muted. Every reaction that a fey hound had to the sights and sensations of his or her life was, in some sense, an actor's performance. Even after intentionally magically boosting his sense of taste and smell to the point that the merest touch of his lips to Makisa's face drove him wild with ecstasy, Tom's mind never lost sight of the fact that he wanted to give the others a show as well...<br/><br/>And so, what any who turned to see Makisa's fate witnessed was not a quick snatch-and-scoff kind of predation. He took her by her shoulders and, with surprising strength, whirled her in a short circle around him as if engaged in a ballroom dance. When he stopped after 180 degrees of turning, his tongue slipped down to rest against her perfect breasts as they bounced up and down with the momentum. As her neck slid into his throat and he got the chance to slither his pink canine sensory organ over every inch of her chest, he worked her sideways in his jaws, with her left shoulder resting against the top of his jaws and her right shoulder against the bottom, angling her so that Sasara, Cyria and the others can get the best view possible of the proceedings. With a shrill yelp of delight that mingled with Makisa's own urgent cries, Tom luxuriously stretched his cheek over her bosom, sucking in air deeply so as to let out the loudest possible *SLURP*.<br/><br/>With his tongue curling around her slender midsection and caressing her navel, Tom semi-dispassionately noted that she had the finest flavour out of any of the ladies or gentlemen he'd had the pleasure of intimately knowing in the past months. Even though her body was exquisite, there was still something... rustic and earthy about her. Any cu sidhe knew that the identity of a victim was just as important to the experience as their mere shape and flavor.<br/><br/>Tom leaned down into a greedy, posessive crouch as he tilted her body upwards in his grip, gradually easing her into a slide down the gradient of his throat. Not bothering to disrobe her, the hound gave little twitches of pleasure at the sensation of each curve and bump of her squirming form sliding down his throat. Gripped as she was, her arms were trapped down by her sides before she'd been able to recover from the initial shock he gave her. He arrogantly curved one of his hands upward and let her soft, squeezable thigh rest gently on his hand, just barely tipping her up whenever she started to slip out, and let his noisily gulping throat do the work. Makisa's terrified face made a very firm impression in his neck as it slid down in only seconds... followed by her ample chest bulging out his neck, which Tom enjoyed so much that he paused to give the imprisoned breasts a little smack with his free hand. His magically-primed belly grumbled and groaned impatiently, but Tom delighted in teasing it and making it wait.<br/><br/>Even so, the sensation of her head starting to slide down to a rest inside his tummy was such a scintillating, white-hot pleasure that even Tom lost his composure, and exchanged his earlier grace for a flurry of gobbling, tongue-slurping, and ass-grabbing. Soon that marvelous ass had passed into his throat where he could grab it no more and he had to content himself with the thighs... then the cute kicking calves. He felt an incredible, uneven heaviness forming inside of him as all of her weight started to rest on the interior of his stomach. The stretching she gave him down there, as her jiggling breasts got shoved into position and bulged out against his side, was such a relaxing feeling... like crawling into bed after a hard day's travel and feasting after a famine, wrapped into one. Tom decided, as the last of her slipped out of the other bandits' vision, that he didn't care what the consequences were - he'd be glad to have failed in his quest and signed his own death warrant if it meant he got a chance to squeeze, toy with, and digest this gorgeous morsel.<br/><br/>He grunted, tossed his head back and gulped as he got back to a standing position, sending the last of Makisa into a bloated furry belly that hung down to his knees. Tom put a hand up to his muzzle and closed his eyes for a moment to savor the last of her taste, before giving her a proud pat with both hands.<br/><br/>"Mmm," he addressed the heroes with a sidelong glance at last. "So you all are the Iron Boars, if I've heard right? Like what you see~? Ooh, and I hope you didn't mind that I cut in... I'm sure this morsel didn't. Or at least, she won't keep complaining for too much longer."<br/><br/>Inside of Tom's belly was relatively dry, not soaking Makisa immediately like some people's prey experienced - but the rumbling growl it emitted all around her was terrifying enough on its own. And soon, the human started to feel insidious juices dripping onto her along with the saliva... and suddenly felt the belly contract around her in a vice-like grip. Though she could hear the sound of the expelled air in the distance, from her perspective it was just a quick vaccuming effect, causing the belly-flesh cradling her bottom and sides to suddenly tighten all around her, gripping her like a hand... no, wait, that was in addition to a hand, groping her thigh and bottom rudely even after she'd been completely swallowed. The force of it soon became unbearable, threatening to squeeze the breath out of her as well, particularly once Tom gave her a very hard grope on the chest from outside.<br/><br/>"Aahhh*UUUURRRRP!*" Tom let out a combination sigh and satisfied burp, seemingly determined to call as much attention to himself now that he'd emerged from the shadows as possible. He even turned and leaned forward so that Makisa's allies could see her struggles against the elastic, fleshy prison now holding her in every lurid detail. "Mmm, looks like she's having fun in there, doesn't she? I don't blame you if you envy her... But please, there is no need to thank me. I'm glad to show off the pinnacle of hunting prowess any time, even without being asked... particularly when there's a delicious human involved."<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Attempts to digest:<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/385247">digestion test!</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+6</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">7</span><br/><br/>Err... oops! I guess he's savoring her for now. I wasn't sure if the +5 from controlling the grapple counts but it wouldn't matter if it did, it still is a nat 1 (and missed her CMD to boot). Also, is it allowed to take multiple digest actions in a round? I don't recall how that works, beyond the free one.<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: line-through;">Tom's action, aside from the free action to try and fail to start digesting this cutie, is to full-defend. He's a fragile flower despite his impressive hunger.</span><br/><br/>Just realized the digestion damage, or the first round anyway, is automatic! So, she takes...<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/385249">digestion damage</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">2d6+2</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">10</span><br/>...10 damage to start with, and Tom's action is to (try to, and fail to) finish her off.<br/><br/>Makisa will take an additional -5 on her attempts to escape because of the effects of Tom's self-targeted spell like ability. His stomach doesn't want to let her go~</span><br/><br/>Stats!<br/><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;">Tom Snout<br/>HP: 15<br/>AC: 16<br/>CMB: +5<br/>CMD: 17<br/><br/>Condition: <span style="font-weight: bold">Stuffed</span> with the lovely Makisa</div></div></div>