Stats!<br/><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;">AC – 34<br/>Stomach AC – 26<br/>HP - 53/83<br/>Stomach HP - 28<br/><br/><br/>CMD - 27, 30 vs grapple/vore</div></div></div><br/><br/>((Back on my computer, so I can devote more description to things now. ^_^ Also, good last post, Ambrose! Was an enjoyable read! <3 ))<br/><br/>A faint shiver courses through the big catgirl's body as she feels the first orc fully enter her stomach, pressing face-first against the bottom, only to be forced to slide upwards along the front of her belly in a half-curl as more and more of her delicious, meaty body slid within to join her. Whereas Miku's stomach was tight with just a single occupant, the addition of her companion squishing in quite forcefully atop her presses the poor orcish girl against the very front of the catgirl's stomach, squishing her face, breasts, and belly against the hot, slimy flesh that squeezed in tightly around her. Behind her, her legs are also forced into a half-curl that has them arched up against the backside of the interior of Miku's belly, the silky, slick flesh pressing tightly against the bare skin of her thighs and calves.<br/><br/>Though it was sweltering and constrictive, it might not have been that uncomfortable...if not for the OTHER orc pressing downwards atop her, rapidly filling what very little space there was remaining inside the large neko's stomach. In the span of a handful of seconds, the second orc who'd been unlucky enough to get grabbed finds her head squeezing into the heated chamber of Miku's stomach alongside her companion, the thighs squeezed tightly about her head ensuring her downwards decent follows - roughly - the same path as the first orcish girl who'd been unlucky enough to end up as the big feline's meal. The slick, sticky saliva that coats her body proves to make a rather effective lube, the eager undulations and ripples of Miku's throat forcing her downwards inch by inch into the digestive depths of her belly. All around the duo, they can hear the sounds of the catgirl's body - the excited beating of her heart somewhere just above them, the gurgles of her stomach eagerly gearing up to process the overabundance of meat that had been so graciously stuffed inside it, and mingled with it all...the faint moans of pure ecstasy that welled up in the catgirl's throat, despite it being mostly stuffed with orc.<br/><br/>Tilting her head straight back, Miku once more allows her eyes to sink shut, savoring the blissful sensation of her food slowly sinking into the eager pit of her stomach. Ooohhh, that heavenly weight, the sensation of so much food squeezing into her belly, the way it squirmed and wiggled, providing such an intense internal massage...it was<span style="font-style: italic">divine!</span>Little by little, she simply lets the orcish girl's legs slip out of sight beyond her lips, a satisfied 'Mmmmm' signaling the orc's departure from the world, the final bulge of her body disappearing down the amazonian catgirl's throat "Ooohhhhhhh....."<br/><br/>Licking her lips in satisfaction, Miku idly gazes down at her stomach as it shifts and sloshes back and forth, the rather clear outline of one orc rather prominently displayed in the front of her belly, pressed in by the force of her companion curled in just behind her "Mmm...yummy..." Miku whispered to herself, idly roaming a hand across the tight, defined bulges the orcs made in her midsection. It felt wonderous, and it never ceased to amuse her how she could - at times - make out the slight details of her prey within. Two bulges crest the front of her belly - the breasts of the first orc she'd eaten? Just above, the bulge of her chin, indicating how she was squeezed inside. Below, the slight curve of her belly that led to her hips, and in turn, to the OTHER orc pressed in atop her. Though that bulge was less-defined, it was still quite clear - more than one girl was going to be becoming kittyfood that day.<br/><br/>Or so Miku thought.<br/><br/>"Mmmff..." A soft little moan once more escaped the neko's lips, her tail curling in satiation behind her "...So full...ohhh, settle in cuties! You've got a long day of digestion ahead of you! Mmm, never had orc before, I should thank---glrrk?!" Mid-sentence, Miku felt one of the orcs suddenly find purchase...and launch herself back up her throat, squeezing her head into the back of her mouth with a panic-stricken cry.<br/><br/>Any other time, Miku might have instantly gulped her back down, ensuring her orcish food was in her stomach digesting where it belonged....but Mmmm, it allowed another taste of that lovely skin, long before it had even been touched by her digestive acids....<br/><br/>Relaxing her throat slightly, Miku allows the orcish woman to squirm back up a little bit more, her shoulders pressing into the back of her throat and the green-skinned girl's breasts once more situated in her throat as two lumps, squished tightly together by the constrictive flesh that constrained her and rippled around her, ever-seeking to send the squirmy meal back into the stomach below where it could be digested as it was meant to be. Miku, though...had other plans.<br/><br/>Curling her tongue up in front of the orc's face, the elated catgirl presses it against her cheek, slowly slithering it along the soft, exposed green flesh, a trip that takes it from one cheek to the other, right across the poor orc's lips. The slickness of the saliva that clung to her skin, the smooth sensation of the catgirl's tongue lightly probing at her flesh, is further enhanced by the squishy flesh of her throat rippling and squeezing around her breasts and belly, pulling her ever downwards where she could rejoin her slowly-digesting companion below.<br/><br/>Mmm, the taste of her skin, the softness...so marvelous, and --<br/><br/>--Suddenly, out of the corner of Miku's eye, she saw Aviana held tightly in another orc's grip, dangling off the ground right before her open jaws. Jaws that eagerly engulfed her head...her shoulders...and soon her middle and hips, leaving only a pair of kicking legs and flicking tail jutting from between her jaws. Even those disappear in another swallow, and soon enough, Aviana is nothing more than a green-skinned bulge in the orc woman's stomach....her food...<br/><br/>It sent a little twang of jealousy throughout Miku's body. She was not the especially 'jealous' type, her personality simply didn't allow for it. There was too many other interesting things to hold her limited attention - but the orc eating the dragon...HER dragon...was too much. Even from a distance, Miku's eyes lock upon the tightly-stretched flesh of the orc, showing off the little contours of her squirming dragon friend beneath. It looked so snug, hardly allowing Aviana much movement beneath the defined abdominal muscles of the orcish gilr, and all too often she could make out the faint impression of a hand pressing outwards, or a foot kicking uselessly...<br/><br/>Euikova just opposite her on the cliff-top seemed to have already downed one of the orcs, and though the second had wounded her, she seemed okay - for the moment...<br/><br/>Jules....was still in combat, but she couldn't reach him in time to cast a spell. Not with the orc in her mouth...<br/><br/><br/>....And she was NOT going to let that orc get away with HER dragon.<br/><br/>(I would make a jump check here, but...I have boots of the cat that'll reduce whatever damage I make take from the fall to 1, so...not even completely worth it. x3 And if I recall, first 10 feet are free, 2nd 10 feet are as well with a jump check?)<br/><br/>Snapping her jaws shut around the orcs head - in turn, pressing it right back into the back of her mouth - Miku runs towards the edge of the slope...and simply jumps, landing in a half-crouch that makes her orc-filled stomach jostle up and down almost violently. In a few quick steps, she closes the distance between her and the orc, moving in to flank her with Jules, and - once Miku was SURE the orc's attention was upon her - tilts her head straight back....<br/><br/><br/>...And swallows.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> Gluuuuuuk! </span><br/><br/><br/>( Swallow check to reswallow the orc! -<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/319908">Sluuuuuurrrrp!</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+33</span><span style="font-weight: bold">48</span>This is with my appropriate bonuses plus the +2 gotten from the 'preferred prey' trait! I have horrible damage, but...well, I guess I can swallow things really good? x3  )<br/><br/><br/>The orc girl's face makes a brief impression in the soft flesh of Miku's throat before once more disappearing behind her breasts, only to reappear once more as a struggling bulge in her food-filled stomach "Mmmnnyyaaaaaahhhhh.....orc. Yum. Listen, orc...." Miku's voice takes on an uncharacteristically dangerous tone, her bright eyes peering right into the orc's own "...You spit up MY dragon, right NOW. If there's a tummy she belongs in, it's mine...surrender, and I might convince them to let you go. Don't..." Miku takes a moment to eye the blade marks that marred her flesh....by all rights, she was Jules...but... "....and I'm going to reunite you with your friends." With a soft slap to her stomach, Miku draws attention to the gurgling ,groaning belly that even now wiggled and bulged with the two unfortunate orcs within, already being set to work on by Miku's overeager belly....<br/><br/>((Of course, Jules can just smack her a couple more times to kill her...x3 But this seems almost poetic justice. Assuming, of course, she doesn't give in. I don't think I can intimidate her given I already moved and re-swallowed an orc, but just in case it matters...<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/319924">Intimidate orcs!</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+18</span><span style="font-weight: bold">32</span>))<br/><br/>Inside Miku's stomach...<br/><br/><br/><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;">Like a fleshy oven, the oppressive heat of Miku's stomach pressed in upon the two orcish girls, massaged into their skin by the incredibly soft, silky walls of the catgirl's stomach. Despite the softness of the slickened flesh that surrounded their bodies, there was a strength to those stomach muscles that was not to be trifled with...something the orc on the bottom was learning the hard way. All around her ,the heated flesh ripples and squeezes, working the catgirl's slow-acting but potent digestive acids against her flesh and armor alike, preparing her for a long, slow trip through the neko's body that would inevitably end with her squeezing from between the shapely cheeks of the catgirl's rump.<br/><br/>The second orc, pressed in atop the first, finds things only mildly improved - already she can feel the neko's digestive acids coating her flesh, though not quite pooling beneath her like her unfortunate counterpart trapped beneath her. Still, if she didn't get out, the odds of them leaving other way beyond 'down' was...slim to none.</div></div></div><br/><br/><br/>((Digestion damage!<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/319920">Acid!</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">3d6+3</span><span style="font-weight: bold">14</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/319921">Crush!</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">3d6+5</span><span style="font-weight: bold">13</span><br/><br/>Orc #1 takes 27 digestion damage which should put her her below 2/3 HP.<br/><br/>So...<br/><br/>Orc #1 gets -6 to all rolls and -10 to escapes if she's been shaken!<br/><br/>Orc #2 gets -6 to all rolls and -8 to escapes if she's shaken! ))