<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;"><blockquote><div><cite>Eidolon wrote:</cite>{{While I'm not making a post yet, I WILL note that there is precedent for our handling these things through in-character interaction rather than out-of-character consideration of who ought to do what. I can't say whether that's the best or most equitable way, but the specific issue of a character's being gluttonous with respect to available prey has arisen before, and Praexon's ruling then was that such issues were to be addressed ICly.}}</div></blockquote><br/><br/>{{hehe yeah, I'd remembered that after I'd done all those arguements <img alt=":)" src="./images/smilies/smile.gif" title="Smile"/> }}<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>HungryCentaur wrote:</cite> (the hold ups with waiting on Praexon are bad enough <img alt=";)" src="./images/smilies/wink.gif" title="Wink"/> )</div></blockquote> <span style="font-weight: bold">*bites*</span> &gt;3<br/><br/>{{Are you sure you want to do that to a high level pred?  <img alt=":gulp:" src="./images/smilies/munch.gif" title="Eat!"/>  You know you've been rolling low v deadlines and work monsters  <img alt=":wink:" src="./images/smilies/wink.gif" title="Wink"/> }}</div></div></div><br/><br/>If Rihyan had been thinking straight he might have tried to refute Mindy's arguements in several ways, the fact that Geno at this moment of time was barely able to stand, let alone eat something as large as the Foxtaur. The fact that Geno had been running when the foxtaur went down, to a pred effectively giving up his claim on a meal. Or finally that this meal had nothing to do with hunger, and everything to do with nutrions.<br/><br/>But in fact none of these arguements went through his head as he was in the primal state of pred and prey, and it was a delicious prey. He'd barely even heard Mindy, and because of the fact he had a mouthful of foxtaur he had no way of responding. The only way to get his attention would probably be to attack him or try to take Nurkisi away from him, either of which had their perils, and unless the person doing it was strong enough, would probably end up with Nurkisi just going down much faster.<br/><br/>He'd felt Nurkisi's vagina sucking at his tongue a little, and knew that probably he'd have had to be careful if she had been stronger. He'd been able to easily resist it though, the suckings on his tongue just feeling nice as his maw spread over the tauress's rear.<br/><br/>He slowly inched forward, his tongue leaving what he'd been doing, hoping he'd left her in the state he wanted her in, highly aroused, but unable to get to completion unless she gave into the fact she was being eaten.<br/><br/>Moving a bit, he slowly came to his hooves, his hands reaching down and wrapping aroud Nurkisi just behind her fore legs, before with a sudden heave, he did something to her that has probably not been done in a long time, lifted her clean off the ground. The huge foxtaur was obviously a strain for him to lift, but gradually he got her high enough that gravity could aid him.<br/><br/>He controls her descent though, the slow swallowing allowing him to run his tongue all over her belly and flanks, tasting her, his eyes closed, and the expression on his face one of intense enjoyment.<br/><br/>Eventually though his mouth reaches his hands, her entire tauric body now in his, the bulge it makes in him almost obscene. Her lower body is larger than his upper one, bulging it out to over twice it's normal girth, from his neck down to his equine forechest, her large rump just about beginning to disappear into his lower half.<br/><br/>Even through a layer of his flesh, and his chainmail, certain of the contours of her body are obvious against the more elastic human belly and equine forechest, not least of which are her hindlegs pressed up against her own tauric belly inside of him.