Elanna slurps Xarces's legs down like long, meaty udon noodles, feeling first his face and then his whole body being forced through the tight sphincter of flesh that led into her belly. Swiftly, his legs too are pressed down her throat, till they're folded up atop his body, curled into the close, steaming space beneath her breast.<br/><br/>The weight in her stomach settles her immediately, and she leans back into Jules, totally relaxed.<br/><br/>Its must be a little like being pregnant, Elanna considers, feeling Xarces shift and squrim himself more comfortable within her confines.<br/><br/>“*burp*” she belches, as he dislodges some co-swallowed air, and her tum shrinks noticably around his outlined form. A dark presence is felt in the room – but it disapates swiftly. {Religion DC14<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;">Some of the Devourer's power is within her now, fully accepted and made native by that acceptance. Other parts of it have been rejected, fought off and expelled to add, slightly, to the dark miasmas of Eberron. For now, Elanna is herself again, the Devourer's hunger hidden behind layers of well-fed satisfaction.</div></div></div><br/><br/>Almost delicately, Elanna's belly begins to churn and gurgle as it eagerly goes to work on Xarces.<br/><br/>{Digest attack vs. Xarces, CMB Vore (17) + 1d20 (15) = 32, hits, damage = 1d6 (6 acid, 5 points negated by racial acid resistance 5) + 1d6 + 7 (2+7 = 9, stomach muscles, subtract 4 for digestion-resistance taken twice), total = 1 acid damage, 5 bludgeoning damage on Xarces, running total 6).<br/><br/>Nature DC15<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;">It might be possible to sooth at least the contractions of Elanna's belly with a tummy rub</div></div></div><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>Alizome (Sansuki) She's already withdrawing her tools as she bumps past Elanna, murmuring, "I taste better." very quietly near the woman's ear as she passes.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Elanna's thankfully full belly jiggles, as the pretty elfgirl bumps 'accidentally' against it. Elanna giggles – doubtless it must've rocked Xarces's world. She almost blushes, as the elf whispers her wonderfully suggestive words. She<span style="font-style: italic">almost</span>seizes the elf's wrist right there, pulling her in and swallowing down her pretty dessert. Almost. But it seems somehow right that Xarces should be special as her first meal, and, besides, part of her thinks it might be fun to made the seductive little elfminx work to get her fine, full rump steaks on Elanna's plate.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>Prinne (Ria): Right! I'm gonna try to force it first~ 1d20+4 Strength check = 13+4 = 17!}<br/><br/>And so, Prinne bashed the bulk of her planty body into the door while holding the handle in the open position, in an attempt to force it open!</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The door groans, and between Alizome's lockbuggery and Prinne's strength, the mechanism bends and pops free. The door flies open, knocking Alizome back onto her rump and staggering Prinne on her tentacles. Beyond, a surprised Orien Swiftblade flicks his sword up, and a passel of Orien retainers raise crossbows.<br/><br/>“It's over,” the adept says, quite quietly, sagging back agin the wall. “One of the other passengers fed himself to her. I doubt you'll get him back,” she continues, as Elanna's belly gurgles ferociously, “but they're bringing a-”<br/><br/>“-bullock,” one of the retainers says, from behind the protection of the swiftblade's sword and his own awkwardly-held crossbow. “A magebred oxon worth-”<br/><br/>“Shut the fuck up, Hodges,” the Adept tells him. “Nobody fucking cares. Let them save their friend, if they can. And make it fast - we're shipping them to Korranberg on the midmorning train.”<br/><br/>Very soon, a pair of handlers struggle an oxon into the room. It's a powerful, magebred beast, but none of you can deny that the powerful flesh looks tasty enough. Even Elanna licks her lips, despite the full belly she's gently and absentmindly caressing.<br/><br/>{Edit: Got the calcuation for Xarces's damage wrong (rather, how the various resistances interact) - also any one of you can feel free to call out my math... that's why I try and use an 'unpacked' form when I post it.}