{OOC... just to expand on the description a bit... also, I've realised you can move at half-speed when the controlling grappler, so I'd like for her to move north 3 squares, if possible - in pursuit of the escaping cultist who's eaten Xarithe... that might provoke an AOO from the other cultist, and maybe from the mantis if it has reach...}<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>Ambrosia, having caught herself a man, begins putting him to either the best or second best use for such a creature. Even as his arms paw at the base of her wings, trying to get some kind of grip on the fairy's back she begins swallowing. With his head already in her mouth, she can hardly fail to pull him further in; sure enough, a few long and pleasant seconds later the man's waist and legs stick out of her mouth with his head almost ready to enter Ambrosia's stomach. He's certainly game- struggling with desperate strength, though without enough to pull himself free of Ambrosia's ravenous maw.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The hunger I'd been restraining rushed up from within me, not to be denied now I<span style="font-style: italic">finally</span>had my meal in my mouth. The fairer sex undoubtably had the sweeter flavor, but there was something<span style="font-style: italic">satisfying</span>about the full meatiness of a male meal. I half-laughed as he tried to swallow me in turn. If a girlfriend had attempted it, I'd have kissed her and fed her a screaming maid or a wriggling courtesan... in his case, I simply swallowed his head whole, any lingering guilt about letting my stomach do its worst entirely erased. My claws extended, ripping and tearing at his clothes, spilling his full flavor across my tongue. I revealed and teased his cock, for a moment, but this wasn't about sex, though if he could come in a trice I'd have no objection to a salty seasoning for this meal.<br/><br/>I watched, as Xarithe's legs were slurped up by the female cultist, and felt a sense of jealousy and sorrow both. I'd been eying the not-unattractive man as a potential lover and meal both, and to have him stolen from me... belly jiggling, cultist's legs dangling from my mouth, I took a few awkwards steps towards her, skirting the giant Mantis as close as I dared, though what I was going to do if I did catch up I could hardly imagine...