Glarg was still enjoying the sensations from the live meals still slithering around inside his gut, half-visible shadows seen through his knobbly, slimy, translucent skin. His stomach churned all of them over each other in a warm syrup of slow-acting digestive juices squeezing and pushing them against each other in the hot chamber. Large and small, male, female and herm, fur and scale - ultimately they were all just sustenance. Glarg belched, contented, pondering on whether or not to have dessert.