Tracing her magical fingertips across the surface of Disa's firm, muscled tum, rubbing, squeezing, and stroking the compacted naga bulge in the oni's midle, Alura cannot help but marvel at just how strong the woman's stomach seemed to be, how effective it was at compacting, and holding the naga inside. The feel of her skin rippling beneath her palm, caused the fae's heart to flutter in her chest, Alura seemingly getting just as much enjoyment out of delivering the tummy rubs as Disa who was receiving them. It truly was exciting for her, able to feel every inch of her actively churning tummy, at work beneath her fingertips! Able to caress and stroke over the form of the very naga whom had suggested Alura join her within that very digestive chamber. Oh how easily it could have been her in there, how easily the separation of tightly stretched flesh could have been removed. The very thought caused her breathe to catch in her chest, memories of how strong Yumina's stomach had been....how it had taken every ounce of willpower and strength to escape...a feat she had a very good idea would not have been repeated where she to have found herself rounding out the oni's middle. No this one..her stomach seemed much too strong for any chance of escape.... her suspicions are only confirmed as it squeezes down and presses against the naga within, compacting and containing her with relative ease.<br/><br/>More than the feeling of those muscles at work beneath her touch, Alura's face lights up with a satisfied little smile each time the stomach responds directly to her ministrations. The soft little gurgles, the way the muscles squeeze and undulate in response to her presses, each of them brings a warmth to her heart. The tummy clearly appreciated her work, as did Disa herself, judging by the manner she relaxes, her declaration that she loved it ringing happily in the fae's little ears. "See, I told you my rubs where the stuff of legend." Alura declares proudly, as she diligently rubs and caresses the naga within, stroking her body in a manner she hoped enjoyable as she wished to make the most of the experience for each of them. As after all, Sasara must have wanted her to come along for a reason....and while she was not about to sacrifice herself to this woman' stomach, she could still provide enjoyment by external ministration.<br/><br/>Her soft little lips making their way over the shape of the naga within, kissing inwards against her, as well as kissing the belly directly. Alura's lips would press ever deeper as Disa holds her close, mushing her tightly against the tight little naga ball in her belly. Enabling Alura a deeper feel of those muscles at work, a closeness the likes she couldn't have possibly imagined. She gasps as she is able to feel every little move, every squirm and wiggle from her friend held within! Moreso then that, she can feel the crushing embrace squeezing down on her, holding her in a full body hug, slathering and coating her body in layer upon layer of the digestive fluid's Alura could hear to be present. Oh, it excited her greatly, having come so very close to submitting to a stomach herself. She can feel the naga's resistance waning, can feel her chance of escape slipping away as the stomach exerts it's claim over her. Oh god....to imagine what that must be like, must feel like! Knowing you'd no hope of escape....that you where destined to be gurgled and digested, to fuel the body of a woman you'd only just met! The very thought causes goosebumps to sprout on her skin, a thought that struck very close to home with her own experience. Yet of course where she had escaped...it seemed that Sasara would not... but that is what she wanted after all, at least that's how Alura had seen it.<br/><br/>Nuzzing her face in against the bulge of Sasara, Alura cannot help but enjoy the taste of the Oni beneath her lips. There was a heat to her flavor, one that caused her mouth to water....why for a split second she even considers how delightful the woman would taste as a meal. Of course such silly thoughts would not server her well in a time like this, but the feel of her skin against her lips caused her tastebuds enjoyment all the same. Pressed in close as she was, Alura is able to pick up the sound of Sasara's voice, over the groans and gurgles, of the onset of digestion. The naga's words confuse the fae for a moment, as her hands continue to squeeze and caress over the shape of Sasara's breasts. "Of course I am silly...I thought...this was what you wanted." She explains to her claim of helping to digest her. The second made her head cock slightly "Faithless....me? Oh no, I've got plenty of faith you'll make a fine meal Sasara. Disa sure seems happy, as does her tummy!" she exclaims, shaking off the comment as quickly as it had come.<br/><br/>The naga within giving into her touch would only cause Alura's own arousal to rise, why had it not been for a sudden interruption she imagined she'd be rubbing and writhing herself bodily against the gradually softening shape of Sasara throughout the entire digestive process.... a part of her quite sad that she had not been given the opportunity. For just as she had begun to dig her digits in deeper against the delicate areas of Sasara...just as she'd pressed herself further still against the rippling flesh beneath her body. Disa suddenly tenses, calls out a most out of place word and then falls silent... the soft little mmm's sighs, and moans of enjoyment no longer playing in her ears, Alura looks up with confusion. "Disa?..." she asks, only to be greeted by a most unsettling sight. Disa, the powerful Oni...had been stabbed?!<br/><br/>Squirming from her grip Alura hops backwards "Oh! Disa are you ok!!" she calls out, looking up at the hunched over woman with concern in her eyes. The blades that had sprouted from her chest withdrawing, signalling that whomever was responsible must be behind her! Whomever it was, they had some nerve to interrupt her legendary tummy rubs that was for sure!<br/><br/>Determined to get to the bottom of this, Alura skirts around the side of the injured oni. Hearing a rather sultry voice speak of squirmy food and mortals of all things. Followed shortly after by Thygor, offering what sounded more like a sale's pitch than anything. Rounding the corner Alura's eyes light up at the sight of.....a kitty! The attacker was a kitty, a rather cute looking spotted one at that! All worry temporarily slips from her mind, as she looks the mysterious woman over, all the while bouncing on her heals with excitement. Kitties needed a better greeting then the others where offering, she decides,  and she considered herself sort of an expert when it came to greeting kitties at this point. "Ooooohh, nobody told me there'd be kitties here too! and a pretty one at that!" she declares jubilantly, fluttering her wings to bring herself closer to the feline. "Hello, kitty, my name is Alura, and who might you be?"<br/><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/324301">Hello new kitty!</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+9</span><span style="font-weight: bold">22</span>