*Andre just giggles a little as shi takes Jag further, hir mouth's edges almost halfway to Jag's waist, and hir muzzle-tip snuggled firmly against his navel.  Shi licks him several times more, tickling his fur maddeningly as shi teases further.  And, shi's in a good position to give jag his last pleasure, before likely finishing him off in a rare state of wanting to do such things to help out her coming protegees.  So, with a slow shiver of hir throat muscles, Jag begins moving slowly but steadily inwards...*<br/><br/>::What tendancy?  To occasionally fly into eating fits, perhaps?  Heh... just kidding... that's just me.  Maybe, once I get a little bit of off-time, I'll set up some kind of gym or academy for doing this kind of activity, non-lethally.  I've had plenty of experience with this sort of thing...:: *Andre's chuckles to Dragox are pretty clear as to their origon.  Andre's teasing of hir captives is getting more and more obvious as a part of the job to keep from going utterly insane.  And, shi's finally figured out what to do with that husky, if he's willing to accept.*  :: Say, Dragox, would you like a helper in your job? I think I have someone  who could help out already lined up for the process...::<br/><br/>*Bradely, meanwhile, is starting to feel very ominous tinglings on his legs, from juices in Andre's intestines left over from the upper regions...  As the fox continues to be drawn towards the core of Andre's digestive system, the tingling was continually growing.  Trouble was brewing bigtime for the fox, and things looked bad...*