The longer Alura stays within the restrictive confines of Yumina's stomach, the more conflicted the little fairy becomes. She knew it was wrong, knew she shouldn't be here, should be fighting for her life to get out, should be begging, pleading, scratching and clawing for release... and yet it all felt so good. Alura loving the way those walls insistently rub against her every inch, loved the possessive embrace of wet slippery muscle holding her snugly where she belonged, within the pulsating embrace of another, another whom Alura had grown to appreciate more and more with each passing moment. Perhaps that was what she enjoyed most of all, Yumina's attention, her praise, the fact that she'd done it, made the coldest kitty smile and brought a moment of joy to her life... oh how warm and fuzzy the thought of her smiling made the little fairy feel.<br/><br/>'Best meal of my life' Those words ringing loud and clear amidst the symphony of digestion, the soft little gurgles, the squishy wet, and flatulent sounds of stomach lining squeezing, flexing, and rippling all around her. 'Am I really that good....does me being her meal make her that happy?' she questions, as she had to admit it did fill her heart with a certain sense of pride, despite it being something she had sworn herself to never become....a meal. But it just....felt so good! Alura's body being tended to so diligently by the stomach's walls, they never once ceasing their affection, not even when Yumina is forced to shift her attention away from the fairy in her tummy, preparing for the battle outside. Despite their malicious intent to digest her beautiful body, Alura felt that those walls where akin to the touch of the most attentive of lovers. For every inch of her was lavished in hot, wet, slimy affection. Her bountiful breast massaged and caressed, nipples being pinched and lightly tugged with every pass of rippling rolling flesh, each wave drawing a cute little gasp from the lips of the fairy as she can't help but arch her back, to press those malleable orbs out against the walls that assail her. Her body shifting and squirming, slowly becoming more and more addicted to the sensations roiling around her.<br/><br/>The attention to her needy little slit was most appreciated, a close second to the attention the catgirl's tongue had paid her mere moments before. The lining of her stomach strong in it's affection, pressing in against her outer labia, grinding many soft, slick, velvety folds against her entrance at once, while squeezing and pleasing her clit. It was nothing short of amazing, and Alura catches herself gently rocking her hips down against the undulations of that tummy, trying to fall in line with the rhythm of her digestion, of the motion of Yumina's body. As the walls around her begin to ooze and drip droplets of hot, tingling fluid, Alura moans out lewdly, nosing in against a fold to proclaim. "Mmmmnn, getting all wet for me?..Do i really feel that good inside?" she asks, her voice oozing with lust, a tone one might use while addressing a lover during a sexual encounter. Alura knew it to be acid, knew she should shy away, try to avoid coming in contact with it, yet to do so would deny her the pleasures of the strong stomach muscles she was quickly beginning to love. The lewd, gastric attention embellished on her every inch, as the pleasurable presses of hot, pulsating flesh work to spread those acids over every inch of her beautiful body.<br/><br/>Alura huffs softly as the walls of the feline's stomach lather her body from head to toe in acid. At first they merely feel like an exotic, and slippery oil. Slimy acrid fluid spreading over her most delicate area's causing them to tingle and throb, bringing out the sensitivity in her nipples, making each press of flesh against her cunny, against her tightly sealed pucker all the more noticeable, all the more enjoyable. So thorough is her tummies attention, that Alura begins to feel pleasure zones that she didn't even know she had. Tight presses to the arches of her feet making her squirm and kick, only for her legs to be pressed back into place by the strength of Yumina's stomach.  Ripples against her thighs cause her body to shudder, and the caress of flesh against her own little tummy sends a jolt up her spine that simply makes her smile. Her ears, having always been known as a weakness of hers are not spared of the stomach's attention, their tips and lobes being pinched and nibbled by the shifting of muscle, causing her blood to rush and her heart to pump, increasing her arousal as the rest of her body is pleasured and tended to. "Ohhhh~ Yumina...it....it feels so goood....I...I wish I could stay here...like this..forever!" she finds herself gasping between soft little moans. wishing more and more that the catgirl could find a place to lie down, could settle in and share in the sensations as Alura rides out her pleasure.<br/><br/>The acid would not however feel welcome on her entire body, for as it spreads across the surface of her thin, luminescent wings. The delicate membrane begins to tingle...begins to itch, and just as quickly would begin to burn. The acid having a much greater affect on her thin, sensitive wings, as Alura winces every so often to the sensation of small little pits, and tiny little holes beginning to burn into the surface of her wings. This worrying her as she realizes the sensation was slowly but surely spreading over the rest of her body, for her back had already begun to feel the pinpricks of an itch building wherever the dribbling lines of acid accumulated the most. The sensation not unbearable by any means, yet it did cause her to want to rub more diligently against the walls of Yumina's stomach, to use the inner surface of her strong, sexy abs to relieve the growing itch that's working it's way over her shapely back.<br/><br/>As more liquid floods the chamber, as the motions of her stomach seem to get slightly stronger, quicker...more insistent. Alura's senses would be more and more acclimated to her immediate surroundings, and further alienated from the world she once knew...almost as if on purpose. As if the stomach was working to orient her to the sounds and sensations of her knew world, to ween her from the one she once knew, and prepare her for her assimilation into the beautiful body of the female feline. Yumina's stomach, Yumina's body her world? The thought was foreign for certain..but it did have a certain charm to it, as her body was doing everything in it's power to show her that she belonged, that it had a place for her inside, and that she needn't worry, as it would take care of everything....it was of course too good to be true, yet at the same time Alura can't help but feel that it was somewhat romantic,the thought of her body fueling the powerful feline, of spending the rest of her existence as a part of another woman.<br/><br/>Her distance from the outside world is made all the more clear when a sudden rub of Yumina's hand comes to her body. Alura only then realizing that Yumina was standing in the presence of her very own sister. So faint and hard to make out is her voice, that Alura has to strain just to hear over the sounds of her own digestion. 'Anastasia...' the thought of her sister causes a sting to settle into her chest.... what was she doing? Why hadn't she escaped...she needed to be there for her sister, for her clan....... A determination starting to build up in her gently writhing body, only to be smacked down, quite literally by the impact of Yumina's hand. It making her gasp once more, as it bounces her butt amidst the growing pool of acid. The contents gently sloshing against her thighs, lapping against her lower lips and causing her to squirm and grind her rear back into the pit of her stomach in order to get comfortable. 'My sister to watch.....' Alura finding this concept to be both exciting, and humiliating, for what would Anastasia think where she to hear the way her sister moaned and begged for more as the feline's stomach muscles squeeze and work on digesting her alive?<br/><br/>Meera's concern helps a little to bring her back, as Alura finds the thought of escape once again creeping into her mind..... the realization that she was losing herself to the will of Yumina's stomach little by little... as even now as she settles and stills, pressing hard against the wall to listen in on conversation, her whole body itches to keep rubbing, both from the acid, and a sexual sense,a yearning for pleasure, a desire for release. "Yumina!!!" Alura suddenly gasps, hearing what she says to her newly acquired neko friend.  'let her watch as she lets me out tomorrow.....but by then I would be...' her entire face burns bright red as she comes to the exact same conclusion as Meera. Burning so hot that Yumina would no doubt feel the heat against the tightly stretched flesh of her stomach. 'kitty poo....' she voices it in her mind. Finding it so embarrassing, the thought of Yumina squatting in the grass, pulling down her panties, lifting her tail and spreading the sexy cheeks of her rear. Imagining what she would become, how her muscles would strain and press Alura's remains against the innerside of the very ring she'd so diligently pleased....the sound of Yumina's soft little sigh as that ring relaxes, as she's pushed out once more before Meera's eyes......why it was just so...so....Alura bites her lip knowing it was icky, knowing it was just horrible....and yet, something about it caused a shameful little smile to creep onto her pretty little lips.<br/><br/>Alura had a lot to think about as Yumina makes her way outside, as she is treated once more to the gentle sway of the feline's body in motion. The conversations Yumina just had, the manor in which she spoke to the others, and the sounds of concern in her sister and Meera's voice had given Alura pause. Causing her to second guess her plan.....to stay put, to wait until she had a chance to convince the catgirl to release her.... was seeming like more and more of a bad idea. Not even knowing how long she'd been in here,Alura is alarmed to see just how far she's fallen, how hard it is for her to resist grinding back, giving into the pleasures and will of Yumina's stomach completely and utterly. The pain of digestion had not set in yet, and Alura begins to doubt she'll have the strength left to properly negotiate once it finally does, doubts she'll have the will to resist settling in and allowing the stomach to have it's way with her. Her muscles ached already from her previous escape attempt, from all the churning, from the grinding, from the pleasure....and they wanted more....she had to make a decision, she could spend her energy increasing her pleasure...or try her hand at escaping once more.<br/><br/>'could this really be my destiny....a meal....a perfect meal...the best meal she's ever eaten?' they sounded so wrong,and yet so right, for being where she was had caused Yumina so much pleasure, had caused her to show a side of herself that Alura imagined few would ever know. She recalling how soft she'd spoken to her, how sweet, a stark contrast to the manner she'd just treated Meera, her sister and even her fellow mercenary just a moment ago. It made her feel special...to be able to receive that special treatment, and a part of her wanted so badly to receive it again. Yet as her thigh is suddenly lifted, as she moans out to her touch, to the sound of her declaring to everyone that she was thankful for the meal. Alura feels so embarrassed.....was she really being displayed to all of her allies as merely a bulge in the feline's middle? A sexy bulge she was certain but a bulge all the same....oh what they must think of her at that moment! If only they'd knew, knew how far she'd come, how much she'd accomplished, knew that if only they'd held off their attack a moment later she'd of convinced Yumina to let her go and had the powerful feline as putty in her hand.... More than that though she worries about the battle..confident in her allie's ability to succeed she begins to worry more about Yumina losing, Alura could be shot or stabbed inside of her, or worse....a part of her even dreading the death of Yumina herself, for she'd hate to see any harm befall her furry feline friend.....even if she had wanted to digest her..... more than that, Meera....what would happen to her without Alura there to protect and vouch for her.<br/><br/>Alura's whole world suddenly lurches when Yumina throws herself into the fray. Acid splashing up and spattering against her as she comes into contact with something, or someone. Alura holding back a moan as the stomach squeezes her tightly, as if worried it might lose it's precious cargo, it's 'perfect meal.' She groans as her body is pressed up against the form of what she comes to understand to be Johan. As hard as it was....wearing all that armor who else could it be? And the mention of human, and the sound of his voice only confirms this suspicion. Alura's choice is made easier by the byplay she overhears... was Yumina seriously going to swallow him up....oh that would not be good, for as much as Alura wouldn't mind being pressed against the man's body, the thought of being squeezed and ground up against all that cumbersome armor, why it was down right terrifying. Her body was too soft and dainty for that, silky smooth stomach muscles where one thing, but cold, hard metal was another, why she'd not last a minute being ground against that!! Bracing herself Alura waits.... she'd learned a lot about the internal workings of Yumina's body during her short stay, and perhaps it was simply her own bodie's means of adjusting to her new world...but she could tell how Yumina was feeling, could pick up on subtle cues and internal body language. The excitement of her heart beat, the droplets of saliva that make their way down her throat to patter against Alura's head being all she needed to know what was coming. She aligns her fingers against the very center of that knot of flesh that served as the stomach entrance, that had denied her before, seeing where the saliva had so recently come from..waiting, waiting until she feels Yumina's muscles tense, she holding her meal firmly in her grasp, preventing his escape....and at the same time, Alura realized she was opening her mouth, her throat in eager acceptance of a second course.<br/><br/>It is then that she squirms her body, wriggling much like she had while pleasuring herself against those stomach walls, save for this time she locks her knees in against the base of her belly only to buck her hips upwards in a dexterous display of tummy squirming. Using the hard armored body of Johan on the outside as additional leverage, she forces her way back into the passage of Yumina's throat. She was not a meal, was not going to be digested today! she'd escape, show the other's she had everything under control!<br/><br/>(( if her roll is enough ))<div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Squirming her way back up the length of Yumina's throat, Alura hastily makes the trip that by now was becoming second nature to her, having already traveled it's path 3 times before. Reaching out for the light up above, she pushes her head into Yumina's mouth once more, blushing at the sight of her tongue, the final line of defense....the ultimate test of Alura's willpower that was keeping her from freedom. Johan's face is seen just beyond, outlined by the feline's teeth, which sparks an idea in the mind of the fairy. She could use his body to help pull herself out...when she got to the point where her hips enter Yumina's mouth, where her lower lips brush and slide over that tongue.... all she needed to do was grab Johan's shoulders and pull! With any luck she'd slide clean out, avoiding those teeth, the clamp of those jaws, and be granted the vision of Yumina's body from the outside once more.</div></div></div><br/><br/>Alura [[ escape artist<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/260912">squirmy escape</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+8</span><span style="font-weight: bold">19</span>]]