<span style="font-weight: bold">Phyrra</span><br/><br/><br/>“Nghmmmm…” Phyrra sighs. “You were… adequate. I won’t dispose of you that way<span style="font-style: italic">just</span>yet,” the drow replies, her ankles crossed gently behind your back, holding your face against her slowly gyrating ass.<br/><br/><br/>Sense-motive DC17<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;">A transparent lie. She’s on the verge of violating several significant drow customs to marry you on the spot.</div></div></div><br/><br/><br/>“Oh,” Phyrra says, softly, and as you glance up, you can see a heretofore un-noticed orifice within the dridder Ingarl’s stomach gently pulling the drow’s hand within. “I’ve got… somewhere to be,” she says. “Just take the normal way out. I’m sure Ingarl won’t want to start a fight with your friends by digesting you.”<br/><br/><br/>It isn’t till she’s been wholly engulfed by the orifice that you hear Ingarl’s voice, feel her spider-legs caressing her belly. “Unfortunately for you, they’ve already left,” Ingarl says, “but I’ll give you a chance to prove you can be useful to me - if you can wriggle your way out.”<br/><br/><br/>There’s a low,  hot gurgle from below you, then Ingarl’s stomach begins to shove and push you towards the<span style="font-style: italic">other</span>orifice, the one the ill-fated demon-possessed drow had only recently passed through.<br/><br/><br/>Vore check to move Aviana to lower stomach: 19