"Sunete..." Brady gasped lightly as she was tugged into the embrace of her cowgirl friend. It had only been minutes since she last felt her companion's touch, but she welcomed it nonetheless, nuzzling the giant belly as it gurgled and groaned next to her ear. Gods, she was so warm... the heat of digestion radiated from Sunete's belly like a potbellied stove, feeling absolutely heavenly to the cooler-blooded chameleon girl. She could only imagine what it must feel like right now, inside the sweltry depths of the cowgirl...<br/><br/>Or maybe she wouldn't have to imagine. As she leaned up to gaze at her companion, Brady was greeted by a sight that made her pulse quicken: overhead hung Sunete's mouth, yawning wide and glistening with saliva, rapidly descending as the giant cowgirl leaned down to sample the taste of her startled companion. Transfixed by the sight, Brady made no effort to resist as Sunete's hand cradled her head and guided her past the soft lips she had explored earlier, into something deeper, more intimate than any kiss...<br/><br/>Despite the suddenness of the situation, Brady felt no panic as Sunete's lips slowly worked their way down her body. Sunete had promised that she wouldn't come to harm, and she had no reason to distrust the cowgirl - besides, the warmth and wetness of Sunete's mouth was even more inviting than her embrace had been, and Brady saw no reason to deny either of them the pleasure of a willing morsel as long as the game wasn't taken too far. Sighing softly, she nuzzled the cowgirl's tongue, and turned to plant a kiss on the soft appendage... only to have her face buried in its slimy pink surface as the first wave of magic rocked the room, and Sunete gulped reflexively...<br/><br/>Disoriented from the blast, it took Brady a second to realize what had happened. The wet darkness around her seemed closer than before, tighter; the warmth of saliva that had bathed her head and neck now extending as far as her chest. Had Sunete actually swallowed? Panic began to creep into the lizardgirl's mind, and she began to squirm against the throat's tight grip. Mouthplay was one thing, but she wasn't ready for the cowgirl's stomach - not when it was filled with hot acids and digesting prey. She wouldn't last a minute!<br/><br/>Fortunately for Brady, the swallow that would have doomed her never came. Instead, she felt Sunete's hands grasp firmly on her sides and slowly, gently pulled her free of the cloying grip of the cowgirl's throat. A few seconds later, she was back on solid ground, her head and chest soaked with bovine spit but otherwise no worse for wear.<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Sunete wrote:</cite>Uhh, maybe... we'll continue this later."</div></blockquote><br/>"Yeah," Brady agreed. "Later... when everything's not exploding." She gave Sunete a gentle pat on the belly, then fell back into place between her other comrades, idly stroking a strand of saliva-wetted hair. She'd definitely have to explore the cowgirl's mouth properly, when she had a chance...<br/><br/><br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Sunete wrote:</cite>"For luck..." *smooch*</div></blockquote><br/>Grinning, Brady allowed herself to be pulled into yet another warm embrace by her cowgirl companion, lifting herself up onto her toes to make her companion's job slightly easier. Her gray-brown skin turned a creamy pink as her camouflage adjusted itself to the skin tone of Sunete's belly flesh, then flushed red as Sunete's lips pressed to her own, temporarily overriding her chromatophores' capacity with a burst of emotion. She lingered in Sunete's embrace for a moment longer, then broke the kiss and stepped back, allowing her camouflage to reestablish itself before moving up to the door to await her comrades' signal.<br/><br/>She didn't have to wait long. As the doors flew open before her, Brady steeled herself and darted in after Sunete, a dull gray shadow on the heels of the charging cowgirl. Breaking away from her companion at the first pillar, she circled left, heading for the less guarded southern end of the altar. Rubble and loose tiles crunched beneath her feet as she ran, betraying her position to anyone with open ears - though with any luck the demons would attribute the noise to Sunete instead of looking for the true culprit. If the cowgirl could hold the demons' attention for just a few seconds, Brady would have a clear grab at the orb, and then... well, she'd figure that part out when she got to it. For the time being, she was more concerned with getting past those imps than whatever came after.<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;">Brady takes a double move action to move 50 feet while sneaking.<br/><br/>Hide: 1d20 (13) + 19 -5 (speed) = 27<br/>Move Silently: 1d20 (1) + 5 - 5 (speed) = 1  <img alt="&gt;.&gt;" src="./images/smilies/shifty.gif" title="Shifty eyes"/></div></div></div><br/>Brady HP: 20/20<br/>AC: 17, touch 12, flat-footed 15