<span style="font-weight: bold">for Cyra</span><br/><br/>Within Cyra’s tum, the girl moans and shifts, clinging desperately to the kari’s lips, remembering the brush of Aiyaka’s clawtips as the kari’s stomach drools its acids across her, tickling and tingling her body, preparing it for digestion…<br/><br/>OOC: Meal reduced to 4/5 mental HP.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Katina</span><br/><br/>“Thanks,” Katina whispers, holding Aiyaka in her arms - until Cyra pulls the fennec away.<br/><br/>“Now, after you,” the Kari insists. Its… pretty scary, to be invited to walk before the kari’s maw, but, on the other hand, that’ll place her further away from the fearsome chamber beneath the house. “And if you’d like to taste a kari’s honey and feel the pleasure for yourself, I’d be glad to let the others carry your paralyzed form away.”<br/><br/>Or, Katina thought, the kari could do it personally… enclosed tightly within her tum. Still… the monsterous woman’s breasts dangled invitingly, and Katina’s mouth couldn’t help but water at the thought of suckling…<br/><br/>“M-maybe later,” Katina murmurs, thoroughly distracted by Cyra’s impressive assets. “Once we get out of here.”<br/><br/>Her companions, it seems, are no less affected by Cyra’s invitation, stealing envious glance up at her feminine chest.