Both orc-women scream, as they're swallowed by slime and drownaga respectively... but, neither predator is ungenerous, and there are a few unwilling moans of pleasure mixed in, and not all of the thrashing is the controlled desire to escape. Volenzara delays longer over her meal, but it doesn't take her talented tongue long to drag a rich, seasoning orgasm from the orc. Pleasure-dazed, she offers no resistance at all to being eaten-up, and its not until she's tight in Vol's foretum that it begins to writhe with the effort of escape...<br/><br/>Phylia's enjoying the intense flavour of her meal no less than the naga, and<span style="font-style: italic">her</span>lunch can clearly be seen, writhing and melting within her goopy substance. It barely seems to bother the slimegirl though, as she casually slurps out of the pit to rejoin her party, and begins discussing the practicalities of finding the Miser's Pit and entering the Underdark... a topic which Vol rings eagerly in on, over the loud gurgling and digesting going on inside her stomachs...<br/><br/>OOC: I'm open to intra-party RP here, if you wish, but I can also move it on to the Miser's Pit – which I'll do tomorrow, or after the intraparty RP finishes, whichever is later.