<span style="font-weight: bold">Sasara</span><br/><br/>“Mmm…” Sasara gives a soft hiss of satisfaction as her bulging belly squirms. “I guess it doesn’t matter if she gets away. Rats aren’t my favourite food anyway. That would be fairies…” she sighs, settling the weight of her torso onto the bulge gradually being forced down into her tail-tum, “and sorcerers. A little magic in the blood lends such a sparkle to the flavour…”