It's been so rare for Nezazit to experience even the feeling of having a prey in both of her stomachs simultaneously. To be finally exceeding that is quite a rush, even if her performance so far can't even hold a candle to the gluttonous gorging Rissle has managed during the raid with only one stomach. "Of course we're going to." she says while stroking her huge belly. "The whole point there is to cram them all in me." she licks her lips. "I mean us."<br/><br/>By the time she arrives at the church Nez's digestion is in full swing. The glorps and gurgles mixing with rumbles of hunger to form a symphony of gluttony. The prospect of gorging upon the trapped populace has Nez feeling hungrier then ever. "You're the one that's been here before Rissle. How did you manage to get in an out without that belly of yours giving you away earlier?"