No sooner has she stopped her struggles, her attempt to test and tease against those slippery stomach walls, would they squeeze back in against her. Closing the distance even further as every inch of her body seems to be in contact with that tight kitty tummy. Alura sighs rather happily at the embrace, loving the warmth that it embellishes on her as she continues to bask in the after glow of her orgasm. The almost possessive manner in which the stomach walls hold her tight adding an additional element to all that was going through the fairy's mind. "Your tummy seems quite happy to have me." she coos softly, gently running her dainty little digits against those rippling walls.<br/><br/>The constant throb of Yumina's heart, the constant driving force that pulses against her, no matter the direction the ever shifting walls of her stomach chose to move, was quite pleasant, this combined with the softness in Yumina's voice as she speaks to her, calming down even in a fit of anger at having to leave, to pause and address the occupant in her belly, why it filled the fair's core with warmth. That softer side, the one she was sure had been there, was she truly getting to see it? The thought flits from her mind momentarily at the sudden squeeze of abdominal muscles as Yumina rises would cause Alura to groan, she feeling every detail of those strong sexy abs, feeling them press tight against her as gravity, and Yumina's body shift around her. Where once she'd felt a solid object supporting the base of the stomach, now she feels a sense of weightlessness, as she sways and sags to the very pit of that tight little tummy, supported entirely by Yumina's body, as those stomach walls quickly squeeze in once more, hugging her in a possessive manner. Alura giggling to this as it seemed those walls would just die without her, so happy they seemed since the moment she was first squeezed into the stomach's interior..happy just like Yumina.<br/><br/>It was strange Alura realized, to be proud of such a thing....to be proud of being Yumina's meal....but the moment she hears her praise, 'you were perfect' the manner in which she explains how she will love every second of digesting her, why even the mention of getting to know each other better would spark something in the little fae's chest. She'd done it!...Though not particularly the way she had planned, but it truly did seem that Yumina was happier now with her tightly packed away in her middle, than she may have possibly been in all of her life. Alura herself realized how difficult the life of a mercenary could be, how easy it was for people to get jaded, to become cold and distant.... Yumina, she was like that, was cold when she first encountered her...and now, why now it was like someone had melted all that cold away and left behind nothing but the beautiful, caring catgirl deep down inside.<br/><br/>Once more Alura jumps to the sudden slap against Yumina's stomach. She distinctly feeling the imprint of a hand batting against her side, while the impact itself reverberates amidst the tight fleshy chamber around her. "I can't wait Yumina, to get to know you better. Why even now, I feel closer to you than ever before."Alura admits with a soft sigh, gently placing her outstretched hand in the space which Yumina had recently smacked. It was all so sweet and innocent, so tender and even loving, why Alura could simply melt away right here and now....and she realizes she would if she didn't find a means of escaping the tight cagirl's belly. For this was merely the calm before the storm...as Yumina had mentioned time and time again, she was going to digest her....and Alura was not looking forward to that, not in the slightest.<br/><br/>If there was one thing she knew she didn't want, that was to be digested, to share the fate of her clan....yet as much as she dreaded the inevitable digestion.... she absolutely loved her current position. Why it was marvelous, the warmth, the wetness, the sounds and feelings of the living body of Yumina at work all around her, being stolen away from the world at large, knowing that she was temporarily living inside another being, held just on the other side of that trim sexy tummy she'd laid eyes on before.  Why just hearing Yumina speak the phrase 'Don't worry, dear. You're the most wondrous meal I've ever had.' made her heart swell within her chest... So silly she felt, being pleased for something she knew she shouldn't want, and yet it seemed to make Yumina so very happy and that, why that was just too beautiful to ignore.<br/><br/>"I'll be right here inside you hun....do hurry, but don't be reckless..." she calls out, settling in the moment she feels the gentle sway of Yuimna's steps carrying her off to her destination. 'Once she's done....then...then i shall convince her to let me out.' she keeps telling herself, as to negotiate her release now was futile, Yumina had to go and didn't even take the time to put on the armor she'd discarded Alura realized. So she certainly wouldn't be about to just let her out under the good faith that she'd sit and wait for her return, or take the time to bind and secure her through any other means... no whatever she was responding to was urgent....and likely related to her own group of mercenaries..she'd just have to wait and see.<br/><br/>Alura would do her best to keep quite, simply enjoying the gentle rock of Yumina's stride. While all around her the sounds of the feline's belly preparing it's digestion play out in earnest. From the moment she'd entered that tight muscled sack, the motions of the stomach lining against her had steadily increased in frequency. The wet, slimy sounds of soft silky flesh, grinding, rubbing, and folding against her and itself played out in her ears, joined by low, hungry grumbles, and soft little gurgles as everything begins to work together in preparation to break down the meal within. Why had she not been the meal in question, these sounds would be rather soothing she realized, yet despite wishing she could avoid being digested, she couldn't deny how delightful it all felt. The hot stomach lining lathering every inch of her body in thick viscous slime was shamefully lewd. The feeling of those folds scrubbing against her body, where almost as good as the feeling of Yumina's tongue as they rub and pull and glide across her saliva covered skin. Pushed and Curled into a tightly compacted ball, manipulated by the strong stomach just as Yumina had done so at large in the moments before, Alura's ass was pressed down into the deepest part of her stomach, almost as if on purpose as it is left vulnerable to the ministrations of that rippling stomach lining. For it wouldn't take long for those shifting walls to work their way against her nethers, and in between her luscioius cheeks, rubbing against her folds, her pucker, spreading each with their motion to rub slippery folds directly against her most delicate entrance. "AAaammnn! Your stomach is so naughty" she moans, biting back the volume as she does her best to remain quite, to prevent distracting Yumina from the task at hand.<br/><br/>'Your not food your not a meal...your not food your not a meal....but why, oh gods why did it have to feel so good!' she finds herself asking again and again. For as the walls squeeze in around her, as they clamp in against her niples, as they rub against her belly and clit, working their silky, slimy touch over every inch of her body, Alura can't help but feel her pulse rising quickly, her body being brought back to the moment she'd spent in Yumina's mouth.. 'Oh gods..this is going to be harder than I thought.' she realizes as not only did she have to sit and wait for Yumina to finish fighting...but she also had to contend with a continuous lewd assault? Granted it was one that seeked to digest her..but why, why couldn't the stomach wait on that too! "So cruel, leaving me to deal with all this stimulation by myself.." she pouts out loud enough for the feline to hear her as she squirms against the walls, trying to position her wing tips against her loins, something to take the edge of the insistent rubs that stomach was capable of producing, rubs that only seemed to be getting stronger, more persistent the longer she stayed within...<br/><br/>As if it wasn't bad enough that the kneading, shifting and squeezing of the stomach was becoming harder and harder for her to resist giving into, to resist simply bucking and grinding her body to the point of exhaustion the the sheer amounts of stimulation being lavished on her by this oh so friendly tummy, for her to remain calm and collected, to keep her mind focused on what she must do to escape this situation... soon Alura's nostrils would fill with an increasingly sour scent, acid? Drops and rivulets of liquid beginning to ooze from no where and everywhere at once. Pattering onto the leafy fronds of her attire, running down and over the skin of her naked body. It was warm, too warm to be anything coming from the outside, and it tingled something fierce, covering her body in a ticklish sensation wherever it traveled, so much so that Alura found herself giggling softly among the deep heated breathes she too. The scent alone however had been enough to tell her right away what it must be...acid. Yumina's body truly was intent on digesting her, whether or not the kitty was prepared to enjoy it or not. The droplets of acid provide the briefest distraction from the full body massage she'd been ever so steadily receiving... for it reminds her that she was on a timer....that the longer she stayed in here, the less likely it would be that she'd be able to get herself back out....at least in the form and direction she came. 'Oh this is just terrible timing....a little later and I'd of had her convinced to let me up' she swears, sharing in the same sense of disruption that Yumina had felt mere moments before. Squirming against those walls she begins to test her ability to escape on her own once more....this time the results where quite frightening indeed. For she can't seem to so much as budge the strong, kneading muscles all around her. Though they where not crushing her, as she grinds her body against them, Alura realizes just how tight a hold they had...how unwilling they would be to let her go...why she even begins to wonder if Yumina would be able to cough her back up even if she wanted....a thought that does not sit well within the rapidly beating heart of the fairy.<br/><br/>Alura [[ more squirms<img alt=":D" src="./images/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" title="Very Happy"/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/260038">Uncertain squirms</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20</span><span style="font-weight: bold">9</span>poor fairy's not going anywhere anytime soon it would seem :3 ]]