Even with the human swallowed only up to his waist, Eiyre already looks like she's about ready to burst. Her mouth is stretched open much wider than any part of her own body and her stomach looks like she's already eaten another creature even though it only contains the man's head and shoulders so far. Still, this does little to dissuade the oracle as she continues to gulp him down. If anything, it only seems to encourage her as every time her stomach inches out little by little she lets out a high pitched giggle.<br/><br/>When all that's left is a pair of legs sticking out of her small mouth, Eiyre's stomach finally reaches a size that makes it difficult for her stubby arms to still reach her victim. She flails her hands for a few seconds in an attempt to get a decent grip for the last few gulps, but is unable to make any purchase. Packed as her stomach is, her throat muscles alone seem unable to finish the man's trip into her belly. Eyes frantically looking around for something to help, she spies the table sitting right by her and begins turning to face towards it. Despite how simple the action should be, the (comparatively) massing weight sitting in her stomach makes it much more difficult.  Instead of a quick, half-second pivot, Eiyre has to resort to something more accurately described as a slow waddle. With tiny in-place steps, she shuffles her body in an angle to avoid stooping over and scraping her stomach against the floor.<br/><br/>It's a painstakingly slow process for the distance covered, but when she's finally facing the table she falls forward, letting the man's feet press against the piece of furniture and force his leg down her throat. While it doesn't get him all the way in, it gets his feet close enough to her mouth that her short arms can reach the soles and push him the rest of the way in. With a final swallow he finally curls up into her massively stretched belly, making her look more like a tiny woman resting atop a large flesh-colored cushion than anything else. Her mouth now empty, Eiyre erupts into a bout of laughter as she rubs a hand against the taut skin of her middle.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Mechanics</span><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;">Vore Check 1d20(3)+6 = 9; Also other additional predatory instinct bonus, but success anyway <a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/153813">http://orokos.com/roll/153813</a></div></div></div>