(( With Johan's escape, I decided not to roll damage! Unless he is re-ingested, it won't matter! Aaaaand...Naji failed at her attempt, albeit barely! XD SO! With that, onwards to post!))<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> The Suite (Naji, Johan, Cyria) </span><br/><br/>A sharp cry of anger comes from the entrapped orc as Johan further teases and taunts her. Despite her best efforts at dragging him beneath her, or at least getting a GRIP on him, he manages to avoid every little grasp, only further pressing her face into the murky, acidic bath that had slowly started to form in the 'bottom' of Naji's stomach. 'Bottom' was interchangable, it seemed, as whatever way the drow chose to lay, the acids inevitably sloshed to the grip of gravity, which currently...was the 'back' of the drow's belly. To Johan, though, the orientation hardly mattered - he'd gotten out of positions like this before, and even in the uncompromisingly tight depths of the drow's stomach, he could tell which way was 'down', and which way was 'up'. Given the odds of getting out of Naji by going 'down' were slim to nonexistant(more than likely, he'd end up getting stuck in her intestines somewhere and digested like that, regardless of her own experience, and in part due to it) 'up' was the only viable method, and the slimy, acid-coated orc provided the perfect stepping stone in beginning his upwards journey.<br/><br/>"Nnnfff...Cyria, that's..." Naji begins as the drider's kisses started to slowly trail downwards across her over-full stomach, but whatever minor protest she was going to voice is silenced by a soft, pleasure-filled moan as the drider's lips draw ever-closer to her most private of areas. She'd honestly hardly been paying attention to the slow but steady tugs on her pants, pulling them downwards, but as she felt the hot, pleasant breath of the big spider against her nethers, Naji's blood suddenly ran red-hot "This..." She whispers, her toes curling in excitement that suddenly comes bubbling forth in a soft, sharp cry of pleasure when Cyria's tongue takes it's first little taste of her sex "Ahh! Mm!"<br/><br/>This was it. It was pretty well the crowning moment in her life, and something she'd wanted for so long - a stomach full of something of SUBSTANCE, and a lover eagerly and tenderly tending to her sex as her food slowly but surely softened inside of her full belly. Though her pride might never had allowed her to admit it, in that single moment, Naji felt like a queen, and that only made her heart hammer ever-faster in her chest. It was already too much - the stimulation of a full stomach was incredibly arousing in and of itself, and the sensation of Cyria's tongue lapping so eagerly at her sex sent white-hot spikes of pleasure shooting through her body, clouding her mind with nothing but sheer pleasure. All at once, the stresses of being a quartermaster, the inadequacies of her fighting abilities, were stripped away and replaced by nothing but the haze of absolute pleasure and accomplishment, a moment of perfection that made her body ache for release, for the orgasm that was fast-approaching, brought on by--<br/><br/>"E...erk?! Haaack! Glrp-" Just as she begins to verge on her orgasm, the sensation of her stomach lurching brings her back to the present, and she feels something moving in the clear opposite way of the way it is supposed to be moving. With a strangled cry, Naji begins "Jo-han...don't glrrp...you dare...!" And in just that moment, her speech is cut off in a hack as the bulge of Johan's head once more appears in her throat, surging upwards until it appears in her suddenly-open mouth, utilizing her jaw for leverage. He was absolutely doused in digested acids despite his relatively short stay inside the drow's stomach, a little hint at just how eager her belly was to start digesting such a large meal, something it was very, very unused to. Reaching upwards, Naji does the first thing that comes to mind - place a hand against Johan's head and start trying to push him back in, though despite her best efforts, it looks like - at least for the moment - she was unable, be it because her stomach was already full, or simply because her attention was drawn between coughing up part of her dinner, and having her sex dutifully licked by the drider, so close to the edge of an orgasm that had been briefly interrupted by Johan's 'arrival'.<br/><br/>Cyria finds the drow - before Johan's 'appearance' at least - all too embracing of the idea of having that tongue tending to her nethers. Within a matter of seconds, one of her thighs is already draped over Cyria's shoulder, and already she could feel that thigh starting to tighten against her, drawing her closer insistently even as her tongue darted across those delicate lips nestled between Naji's thighs, flooding her mouth with the tart, enjoyable taste of the drow's lust. It was not only invigorating to bring so much pleasure to the little drow quartermaster, but Cyria, herself, was far from understimulated. The lizardess in her stomach seemed to have finally calmed down, and though she could weakly feel small movements coming from inside, it looked like she'd finally utilized the very last of her energy, her protests reduced to little more than little pushes against the slimy walls of Cyria's belly, or the occasional twitch of her tail. Within another hour or two, her stomach would likely deal with the lizardess completely, and then it was only a matter of sending her along to her intestines - odds were high that she'd still feel quite full come the following morning, especially with Sasara herself filling out her lower section. The naga seemed insatiable, and despite being well-trapped, she continued to squirm, her body coiling and uncoiling as she no doubt went about further pleasuring herself in the dark depths of the drider's body. For a moment, Cyria can feel the tell-tale sensation of Sasara rubbing her breasts against the slimy walls of her interior, her body suddenly growing still...and then erupting into squirms that were no doubt a second orgasm, her powerful body stretching in every direction and further stretching Cyria's underbelly to the point it almost felt too full - and it felt amazing.<br/><br/><br/>((Naji tried to reswallow Johan, but failed. Barely! But enough! ))