Digestion, semi-graphic, and sexy stuff.<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;">As yet another powerful grind of muscled wall rolls over the length of his body. The pain suddenly returns. The bards beautiful form being mashed as further crunches and cracks would be heard. Xarces winces in knowing that several ribs had clearly broke. The press of powerful hands continue to work him back down, keeping him effectively in his place, kneading his tender and softening flesh as Xarces begins to feel his defenses giving way. The sounds of chanting outside would fade from his mind as he finds himself pinned once more. The throbbing beat of the priestess' heart flooding his senses as the walls crushing in against his body quiver and quake with the excitement of his devourerer. Moans echoing out around him, as a smile spreads across Xarces' lips. "Yes...that's it....enjoy yourself....enjoy your meal." he croons instinctively as Xarces realizes for the first time just how aroused this all was making him.<br/><br/>The pain was excruciating, the pummeling relentless, and yet there was a certain loving affection to it all, was a level of intimacy the likes he could never imagine. For he and her stomach where working together to please one another, working to bring their bodies as close as bodies can physically get.....and by the end of it Xarces knew they where working to prepare him to become a permanent part of her. This idea, where at first may have been silly or frightening resonates with the battered bard. The continual crush of muscle causing his skin to split and crack open like that of an overly ripe fruit. Allowing the powerful acids to seep in, having access to the tender and vulnerable muscle enclosed. "This....is....so...god....damn....sexy." he groans, as the bard begins to add in a certain gyration of his hips. His member throbbing thick and hard, as he presses it to the slimy folds of her belly. Groans, moans, and cries out with pleasured pain. The bard calls forth a surge of energy as he bucks his hips into the side of her tummy. Grinds and pounds against her walls, pressing both throbbing member, and heavy orbs into the heated flesh of her tum. "Oh god...mmmnnn fuck, it burns....soo good." he cries out, gripping the sides of her belly as the combination of it all plays heavily against him. The moans and pleasured reactions of the woman's body all around him drive him quickly over the edge. As soon his hips plunge fully forward, soon his seed is spurting out, to paint and dribble down the very walls that seek to undo him.<br/><br/><br/>His body weak, and his mind hazy in the afterglow, Xarces slumps, allowing her body to guide him, (She....truly is amazing....) he thinks as images of the priestess soon flash through his mind. From the impact hearing her voice for the first time had on him, to all the fantasies that played throughout his head, the myriad of dreams and scenarios of which all ended the same. Thinking back to how his heart raced upon knowing she was near, to the short, yet cherished moments when he stood within her company. (so pretty....beautiful even.....oiled and dressed in leather and feathers....) he sighs dreamily at the thought. (and so very accepting....she of all the lizardfolk, did not mock me for what I was, accepted me eagerly despite me being an abomination in her peoples eyes. Even going as far as to strike the one attempting to restrain me.....a powerful woman who gets what she wants.) he decides as in his mind her status would grow higher and higher to that of godlyness.<br/><br/>The sounds of digestion play out loudly from the priestess bulging tum, Xarces flesh being worked from both the inside and without, as he can both feel and hear the wet splorching exchange of fluids taking place. Blood flowing from open wounds, only to be replaced with an intake of powerful acid. The stomach's many folds taking great pleasure in spreading said wounds, only to grind and press in the destructive liquid deeply within. All around him Liquid sloshes, liquids he did not even know he contained, it all mixing wonderfully within the broth of her belly, creating a rich base for the stew his body was inevitably to become. His cyan eyes look on at one of his feathers for a time. Tracking it as it sloshed, swirls, and spins in the acidic bath. Bubbles forming all around it as it slowly melts away into nothingness. Leaving behind a darkness in the acid where it had previously been whole, displaying to him the capability of her belly. "Your stomach.....it's so amazing.....powerful.....majestic even, perfect in every single way, I feel blessed to have been granted access to your body, this most sacred of temples, to bear witness to your glory." Xarces reaches out slowly to caress along her walls, inspiration striking as he begins to sing softly to her, along with her tummies noise. "So long have I wondered, so out of place have I felt.....searching, ever searching, for what I could never tell......then one day without a warning, a vision I did see,  a vision of a priestess, beautiful as can be.....little then did I know, that to you my life would lead..... You give me everything, the world has never done, for with you my life has meaning, for in you, I find my home."<br/><br/>As he finishes that final verse he coos happily. "I mean it my dear....every word.....I know now why it is I was brought to you, and I happily accept my fate as your meal. May your body digest and absorb me, to use what I offer to it's fullest......mmmnnnn all that I am, I give myself to you." The bard informs the priestess, realizing now that there was no point in resisting his fate. Rather he should embrace the path set out before him, to press on without regret. So it is, that as his limbs are bashed and broken, Xarces allows the press of powerful hands, the grind of amazing muscle, to rule and guide his slow and steady motions. Still working to bring her pleasure with every move he made, he sinks deep into the pit of her stomach. The combined forces condense him into a tightly compact mass of succulent meat helpless to resist her bodies' demands.  His limbs contorted into the most discomforting of angles as he simply moans softly, enjoying the sensation of letting someone else take control. Enjoying the peace and relaxation that only her tum could hope to offer him. Xarces presses his lips firmly against her stomach as it encircles him,  Satisfied with the pleasure he has brought to her, and the nourishment he very soon would, Xarces resigns himself to his future role in padding the curves of her body.</div></div></div><br/><br/>[[Xarces: Attempting to please her further, and if able, will use a hero point to cause additional pleasure.<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/147541">massage attack</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+8</span><span style="font-weight: bold">19</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/147542">Nonlethal</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d3+5</span><span style="font-weight: bold">6</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/147544">heroic massage</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+8</span><span style="font-weight: bold">18</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/147545">heroic massage nonlethal</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d3+5</span><span style="font-weight: bold">8</span><br/><br/><br/><br/>Health<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;">That last attack brings him down to exactly 0 which causes him to be disabled. Chosing to use his standard action to please her, as well as the hero point if applicable, Xarces' hp drops to -1</div></div></div>