Tamara is quite excited and aroused too. She watches Sar slides the male chinchilla into his muzzle, quite amazed. The sight makes her purr softly and smiles. It has something that is quite arousing, for some reason she can't point out right now, and the female chinchilla can feel it. She noses Tam's stiffening nipples, smiling up at her. The young tigress blushes even more, her cheeks turning pinkish, and the white inside of her ears turning red. She smiles back at the female chinchilla, and nods. Lifting her up, she nuzzles her tenderly.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Thanks you,</span>she tells her gently.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- My pleasure, ma chére. Bon appétit!</span>replies the female chinchilla.<br/><br/>Then Tamara opens her jaws, and slowly begins to work her inside her warm and drooling maw. The feeling is quite weird at first, feeling the softness of the fur, the warmness of the chinchilla, the soft breathe of her against her tongue and palate. She IS really going swallowing someone alive! Tamara laps at the chinchilla's face, slowly swallowing her deeper into her muzzle, using her tongue to lap and lick ehr all over, slathering her fur with her saliva, murring as she enjoys the delicious taste and feels her slides deeper. She relaxes as she feels the head of the female chinchilla slide into her throat, letting her body do it's work, helped by whatever was in the vial.<br/><br/>The yougn stripped feline is quite amazed as she feels her jaws open wider, and her throat stretch effortlessely to accomodate the size of her meal. It does feels weird to have somethig still alive and breathing move down her throat, and she has a slight difficulty to breathe normally, but it seems the vials does wonders to nearly nullify all the possible unpleasant feelings from such an experience. Her stomach growls some more, and Tamara starts to swallow faster. The feeling of the chinchilla quickly sliding down her gullet, as she tilts ehr head backwards, is incredible. It is weird but pleasurable, akin to the pelasure she felt the first time Arkain gave her a small bit of meat to feast upon.<br/><br/>Soon, too soon for Tam, the female chinchilla is nicely packed into her stomach, her body forced to curl on itself as it enetrs the tight fleshy chamber. Tamara lays back against ehr chair, rubbign her swollen belly, murring deeply, eyes slightly closed, enjoyign the aftertaste of the chinchilla, and the pleasure one can get when one stomach is so full of something so delicious. She looks at Sar, smiling to her ears, so happy.