"Mm...mmmm...s-stop...X-Xarces! Mmmm...f-feels...Mmm...!" The sensations were overwhelming, so distracting that she can hardly even find the concentration to even finish her sentence. Her tummy had always been one of the more sensitive parts of her body, be it inside OR outside, and to have a rather purposeful massage to her interior was mindblowing. There was, of course, a rather broad gap in the movements of squirming prey getting digested, and the gentle, pinpoint ministrations of a internal massage from someone far more content to be there. While they each had their merits, and each brought pleasure in their own way, feeling Xarces' hands stroking and pushing out from the inside ,feeling his wings flex to make her feel even more full than she already was, feeling him grinding and shifting against her was nothing short of dreamy. To offset the more 'gentle' aspects was Odette's own far more panic-stricken movements, the little jerks of her body, the sound of desperation in her voice...<br/><br/>Oh gods, why did this have to feel so<span style="font-style: italic">good</span>. A part of her wanted to cough up Xarces, maybe even be regarded as a hero for being the one to 'recover' one of the group's companions. Add that on top of the information she'd gotten out of Odette - something clearly relating to their current plight - and it was a GOLDMINE of respect she simply had to cash in on. Yet...<br/><br/>...Having the two inside of her felt AMAZING. Every slight movement, every shift, sent a shock of near-sexual pleasure throughout her body, and more than once her magical wings seize up as she loses concentration from an especially sensual or well-placed push against the interior of her tummy. Panting softly, she surveys the battlefield below. Something to take her mind off the wonderful sensations in her tummy. That's EXACTLY what she needed. She'd just...take her mind off it, and then she could bring herself to cough Xarces up. That's it. Just a little, brief distraction, and everything would be fine.<br/><br/>That distraction came in the form of Misha and her request for rope. Noticing Valeani 's attempt to scale the wall, Ryla focuses on that. Rope! Yes. Rope, she had. Reaching back into her little back-satchel, she fumbles around between her wings for a few seconds, and eventually withdraws a hundred foot length of rope. Swooping lower, she calls to Misha "Hey! R-rope! Don't f-fall...Mmmmmmm....Valeani, okay? Ah! Mmm..."<br/><br/>From above Misha, rope seems to appear out of thin air, dropping neatly down onto the narrow windowledge beside her. In fact, it HAD appeared out of thin air, exactly where Ryla's voice had come from. She was...invisible? Well, that explained that little mystery, though it did nothing to explain HOW she'd become that way "B-b-be...careful...Mmmmmmm!!!! YOU...AH!...Mmmm...yesss...two! G-goooods....arrrgh, stooooooop!" She begs again, before her voice once more fades away as she makes another circle above.<br/><br/><br/><br/>Grr, the distraction wasn't working. It just felt too good. Mmm, and she could so easily, so SO easily just....make herself scarce until her food was too weak to even speak up properly, THEN rejoin the party. They'd never know, never find out...she could easily just pass it off as a maid and Odette. Problem solved...and then, she'd get to keep them both to herself. Both her meals, and Mmm...how lovely that would be...<br/><br/>Yet, she couldn't. Arrrgh, why did the choice have to be so haaaard?!?! " Mmmmffff...X-xarces...if I l-let you out of there...Mmm, you're...you're revisiting...this in the future, you hear me? Mmm...if you don't, and I give y-you up for nothing, Mfff!...I'm going to b-be so...so unhappy. T-that feels...amazing...Mmmmmm....!" Slowing her flapping, Ryla begins to slowly decend towards the ground...but not really in any MASSIVE hurry....and her stomach never stops it soft, gentle squeezes, seeking to break both Odette and Xarces down into food for her body...<br/><br/>((Minor digestion below. I'm still getting used to doing it via HP, so I'm not really completely fluent with it yet.<img alt="&gt;.&gt;" src="./images/smilies/shifty.gif" title="Shifty eyes"/>))<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;">((<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/258806">Supertummy!</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6+1</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">7</span>  crushing damage, and...<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/258805">Acid! &gt;:3</a>: <span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6</span> <span style="font-weight: bold">3</span> acid damage.<br/><br/>Total of 10 damage!))<br/><br/>Despite the kitsune's promise of release, she sure seemed to be taking her time. Though her stomach was not especially powerful in it's own right, it was nonetheless tireless, and as more and more of Delicia's nutrient-rich remains are pulled away into Ryla's intestines to be fully absorbed, non-diluted acid begins to take it's place, creating an acidic bath that well-envelopes both Odette and Xarces up to their chests.<br/><br/>As Xarces' soft form begins to slowly come apart, the stomach around him seems to almost be EXCITED by it, and begins to scrub all the more diligently against his slowly digesting body, almost as if sensing it's owner's intentions to release him, and simply wanting to get all out of him it possibly could. Had it not been for his already weakened state, the kitsune girl's tummy, whilst tight and difficult to move around in (Much less get out of), was rather weak, and it would take hours upon hours for her to fully transition him from a man into mush. Now, though, with his form already weakened by a whole night in Odette's tummy, it seems to be having no difficulties in claiming him little by little.<br/><br/>Odette is not spared either, the stinging, albeit weak, acids making her flesh itch and burn uncomfortably, taking her apart ever so slowly at a molecular level, turning her into food for the kitsune who'd extorted so much yummy information out of her already.</div></div></div>