"Woah!" exclaims Artair as her rounded stomach does just that. He had been enjoying laying there on her big squishy stomach, until he suddenly slipped and was gurgled over the edge, rolling down towards her crotch.<br/><br/>Nightwing nods and sits in front of her. "I'll be flying so we can move faster. You can ride on my, in my claws, or inside me, at your own discretion," he tells her.<br/><br/>Soon Ben's body pops up into her maw, but seeing as he likes it inside so much, she doesn't forcibly spit him out. Rather, she lays there with her lips slightly parted.