OOC: As do I. Also, I think Reizu is waiting for a reply from you.<br/><br/>As the bedclothes started waltzing out of the door, Chris began to wonder whether someone had spiked his drink one night with acid and he was trapped in a never-ending Disney movie, only with more sex and guitars. He shook his head, looking impressed, bemused and slightly scared at the same time. "I'm almost afraid to walk around this house now in case a...piano...tries to eat me or something." (Spot the game reference and win a cookie.)<br/><br/>He grinned at Fiana. "Leave me out of this. I may be enjoyin' this vore lark but I don't think I want things going up my ass and turning me into balloons<span style="font-style: italic">just</span>yet." He waited until Babs had disappeared and pressed the red button after manouvering Fiana carefully underneath the bedclothes, reaching around and giving her belly a soft pat, hand still on the plug. He gently eased it out before carefully leaving it somewhere safe, and flopping onto the bed again, snuggling himself up to the vixen. "Ohhh...what a night."