((Sickness finally seems to be largely over, and though I had 1/2 this typed up for AAAAGES, I just now got to finish it! :3 ))<br/><br/>Miku's cheeks might as well have been glowing neon red, her normally lightly-tanned skin turning a nearly fluorescent shade of crimson as she was accused, again, of being the 'mystery pooper'. Okay, so maybe she was, but...she wasn't going to ADMIT to it! It was just a thing that happened, ESPECIALLY after eating a duo of orcs. Still clutching the naga's tail (More hugging it against her chest now, rather than actually holding it in her hands) Miku shook her head vehemently "Noooo, nonono! Wasn't me! A-a-and...n-no! You can't look at my tush! It's mine! It...ergh...!" It was at times like this that she wished Aviana or Eurikova was there to support her verbally. Miku never had been great with words under duress, and something as embarrassing as...well...THIS was making her all sorts of nervous.<br/><br/>"Mmmff...get so hungry when I get nervous. What do you mean, tucked away somewhere that I can't be accused? Dunno if I like the sound of that. Or...or, um...oooh gosh...." Gazing down at the naga's tail hugged tightly against her breastplate, Miku cannot help but lick her lips. She'd intended to eat the yummy-looking naga because she was hungry earlier. Now? She was ravenous. Always something about duress, about getting her blood pumping of making her feel uncomfortable, that made her just...feel like she was absolutely starving!<br/><br/>((<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/445708">Slurrrrp noodle!</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+18</span><span style="font-weight: bold">38</span>Oooo...a critical gulp! >:3 Naga is catfood! I don't think it was ever mentioned how long Lem actually was, so I'm just going to take a wild guess! My math is likely off on this, but it's still in the general vicinity, more than enough to beat Lem's CMD!))<br/><br/>Lam's pat leaves Miku's ears flat against the top of her head, leaving her looking every bit like a scolded kitten who'd gotten caught doing something it was not supposed to "I-i'm not the mys- ergh, you know what? I'm hungry! We can discuss this more in a minute!" Shifting the tip of the naga's tail from being clutched tightly against her breastplate, to the surprisingly powerful grip of her hands, Miku opens her mouth cutely, extends her little, pink tongue, and without so much as another moment's hesitation, slips the tip of Lem's tail right between her lips. There is a nearly-instant change in her demeanor, the catgirl's eyes fluttering at the flavor of the naga's tail as it spreads along her tongue, which happily explores the taste of the scaly skin it had been offered, running around the tip of the snakegirl's tail in swift, circular swabs. Her tiny, sharp teeth nip down lightly into that skin, testing it's softness and durability of the scales, a delight-filled little 'Mmmm...!' rising in her throat at the unique flavor of the imp-possessed (not that she really knew) naga.<br/><br/>Miku's long, furry tail curls in contentment, the prospect of such a large, delectable meal making her tummy grumble softly in eager hunger. Her initial taste-test complete, Miku shifts her arms further downwards along the naga's long, scaly body, gets a good hold, and PULLS. In a surprising feat of strength, even for such a large catgirl, Lem feels herself get pulled backwards a good foot, the considerable traction of her long, lithe body stretched out along the cave floor doing very little to prevent her tail from sliding along the catgirl's cupped tongue, and into the tight, restrictive confines of her throat with a hearty 'Glup!'. Compared to the relatively cool air and stone of the underdark, the interior of the catgirl's throat was like an inferno, perhaps even 'pleasantly hot' to Lem's scaly form. The eager swabbing of the feline girl's tongue against the underside of her soft-scaled belly felt surprisingly good as well, enough to temporarily distract from the eager grip of her throat as it squeezed and rippled around the tip of her tail, trying desperately to drag her deeper and deeper into the very core of Miku's body. Something Miku seemed to want as well, as - shifting her arms downward once more to grab onto more of Lem's ever-thickening body - the catgirl again repeated the 'pull and swallow' that had seemed to work so well, her jaw widening further over the scaly treat as another swallow pulled Lem in deeper, squeezing more of her perfectly-streamlined body into the catgirl's throat.<br/><br/>Even as she enjoys her meal, Miku's eyes remain upon Lam, seemingly not minding at all that the drow was watching her 'friend' get devoured right before her eyes. There's a certain amount of almost-lust in the catgirl's eyes, an eager gleam that was not entirely 'hunger' that had simply not been there when talking to the easily-flustered girl a few moments before. Not to mention, now that she was occupied with eating the naga, there was plenty more opportunity to get a good look at her body. It was...impressive, to say the least, her larger frame doing very little to detract from the lovely, feminine curves that graced her form.Though her breasts were largely hidden by her breastplate (Save for the hints of peachy flesh that bubbled of from within, the very top of her bust just barely visible beneath her neck), her slender, attractive belly was entirely bare (Her armor seemed to actually be MADE with that in mind), and her lusciously curved butt was hidden only by a thin pair of leather shorts that left the bottomside of her cheeks exposed. It didn't hurt that she had a pretty face too, with surprisingly intense eyes...especially mid-way through her meal.<br/><br/>The large, cylindrical bulge in the flesh of Miku's tightly-stretched neck continues to bob slightly, each swallow pulling another half-foot of delectable snake-body further down her throat towards her eagerly awaiting tummy, and easing her lips closer and closer to the thickest midsection of Lem's body. Every swallow caused the catgirl's throat to squeeze downwards around her tightly, forcing her deeper and deeper inwards, though it was not entirely unpleasant. A bit tight, the catgirl's throat muscles surprisingly and nearly unnaturally strong, but the way that soft, saliva-slickened velvety esophagus rippled across her was like a deep massage, working down into the naga's muscle with every eager, excited swallow. It was almost enough to hide the odd sensation of the tight little ring of muscle that led into Miku's stomach irising open around the tip of her tail, admitting it into the stifling heat of her stomach.<br/><br/>As the tip of her tail dips down against the base of the catgirl's stomach, the transition from soft-throat to equally-as-soft stomach is nearly unnoticable, and had it not been for the different texture, might have been entirely missed. The slightly wrinkled flesh of the interior of Miku's belly immediately squeezes around the tip of Lem's tail, eager to start to slow-but-steady process of converting the naga's lovely body in to mere nutrients for Miku's own. The sensation of just a small amount of the naga's body in her tummy is enough to make Miku shiver in delight, another eager rumble from her belly coaxing her to start swallowing in earnest.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"> Sluuuurrrrrrrpppppppp! </span><br/><br/>Like a scaly noodle, Miku half-slurps, half-swallows around Lem's tail-body, feeding her hand-under-hand into her mouth with a mixture of swallows and pulls. Despite the obvious weight difference even with Miku's abnormal size, she seems to manage Lem's size surprisingly well, each gulp forcing Lem's bottom third to curl around the base of her stomach, which begins to stretch outwards with each new foot of delectable snake-body that slides within. It was a rather interesting sight - Miku's tightly-stretched bellyflesh etched with the outline of Lem's coils as they wrapped together inside of her in a little, compressed ball, with more and more being fed in by the second. Contented little slurps and smacks of Miku's wide-open jaws accent the naga's ingestion, and in the span of a minute, the catgirl's lips have irised down around her hips, the area where her more humanoid torso meets her snake backsection, and Miku handily picks her up completely off of the ground.<br/><br/>Wasting little time, she reaches up and grabs Lem's shoulders, tilts her head straight back and pushes inwards, her humanlike stomach sliding snugly between her lips and into the heated depths of the catgirl's mouth. Her tongue immediately sets about to tasting the new flavor of her soft, bare skin, another throaty 'Mmmmm' of delight rumbling from around the catgirl's throat, somewhere between a moan and a purr and barely audible around the naga's delectable form.<br/><br/>Ever so slowly, Miku's lips creep upwards beneath Lem's breasts, the catgirl's grip shifting to her arms to cram her hands into her mouth, further making her cheeks bulge. Almost teasingly, Miku's tongue darts out and runs across the underside of Lem's breasts, even as Miku's own now-free hands slide up to remove the naga's top, discarding it casually to the side so she'd not have to taste (and digest) the tasteless cloth. With her breasts now free, the catgirl's tongue runs across the soft, fleshy orbs, slithering upwards just enough to lightly brush along the pink nipples that crested her chest, eagerly sampling the flavor of those fatty orbs. Her sampling is brief, however, and with another eager 'Gluk!', she swallows again, Lem disappearing up to her shoulders in Miku's open mouth, the bulge of her breasts making two lumps in Miku's throat - a drastic change from the otherwise cylindrical shape that had been present as snake-half was swallowed.<br/><br/>As her shoulders sink slowly between Miku's lips, Lem is privy to the sensation of the girl's tongue roaming across her chin, smearing it with a generous coating of saliva as she's tasted and teased, only to abruptly find her shoulders and head drawn into the dark, slick confines of her mouth with another swallow. The glimpse from behind those sharp teeth, glittering with saliva, is altogether brief, as Miku's jaw snaps shut, encasing her in darkness. Head still tilted back, Miku swallows one final time, the bulge of Lem's head disappearing down her neck.... "Ahhhhhhhh....!" She sighs as her airway is finally freed, hugging her incredibly full stomach as the last bit of her naga-dinner squeezes in, a vaguely human-like shape squished in atop a ball of coils that had to be many hundred pounds of naga.<br/><br/>"Nyaaaah....much better! Mmmm, nice and full - she was super tasty! Never had naga before! So many different flavors!" She exclaimed brightly, seemingly not at all concerned that she was going to be digesting the 'flavorful naga' alive. Smacking her lips, she runs her tongue along them ,gathering up any saliva and last bits of flavor that remained behind, a deep, happy gurgle rising from her tummy "Ooohh, tummy is getting excited too! Was getting sooooo hungry, she was filling!" Roaming her hands around her protruding belly, Miku gives it a few happy pats and rubs, clearly quite content "So THIS is what our Eurikova tastes like! I gotta tell her she's super tasty! Isn't that right um...naga-person?!" Giving her swollen stomach a pat for emphasis, Miku allows her gaze to fall upon Lam, a coy little smile creasing her lips "Heee....see? No mystery pooper here! Just a happy eater!"