((It's okay! ^_^ I wanted to wait on you to post before I put up my own, glad you realised!<img alt=":D" src="./images/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" title="Very Happy"/>))<br/><br/>Gazing upwards at Cyra, Vesele offers up a lopsided little smile at her explaination "Ohh, very few make their way out of my stomach either, dear...I know exactly what you mean. Well, they don't exit 'upwards', anyway." Bringing her fingers to her lips, she idly licks off the little droplets of fluid that had coated them from the soft, thankful stroke of the Kari's lips. It was amusing to think how much of the Kari's honey was inside of her, how the bag simply tearing open, or even her digesting the bag open, would result in her own bout of paralyzation. It was almost an exciting thought, finding herself, and her tummy's occupant, entirely at the mercy of the big Kari....<br/><br/>"Only one orgasm?" Vesele echos with more than a little surprise evident in her voice "Mm...we'll have to change that, won't we? I bet Aiyaka would be quite willing to help me with that endeavor, wouldn't you, my gorgeous foxie...? Of course, hopefully that wouldn't involve a complete trip through your digestive track." Almost as an afterthought, she adds, with a coy little smile "Not that it's an entirely unattractive thought." With a little sigh, Vesele slowly pulls herself to her feet, seeming to rather easily adjust to the weight of Aiyaka still filling her rounded, full-looking tummy "Mmmm...there we go. As much as I'd love to just stretch out and doze off, I doubt my tummy would take good care of my beautiful kitsune while I rested. You're right, best we move out. Well, my dear...I'm technically your prisoner. Lead on."<br/><br/>Again, Vesele contemplates giving those sensative 'lips' a little stroke, but the urge to lick them, to stroke them, to push herself in and out between them, would grow too strong and she knew it. It could be the Kari would end up having a third meal, and a fourth if Vesele got too carried away, or the Kari simply decided to enjoy a tummy bloated with slowly-digesting girls.<br/><br/>A soft little moan escape Vesele's lips as Aiyaka continues to lightly stroke and rub herself against the inside of her stomach, even as the paralytic effect of Cyra's honey began to take hold in earnest. Though those movements were weakening, they still felt absolutely HEAVENLY, and more than once Vesele found her legs trembling slightly, threatening to collapse beneath her as wave after wave of delight coursed through her body. Even without the kitsune actively digesting, she could FEEL bits of her still-living meal working it's way through her body, the nutrients eagerly absorbed by her hungry, greedy digestive track. It was something Aiyaka had come all too close to experiencing fully, though it would take some eight or nine hours for the beautiful, delicious fox-girl to fully traverse her digestive track.<br/><br/>As the paralytic effects finally settle in nearly completely, Vesele takes a few seconds to lightly stroke her fingers along the vague, almost undiscernable shape of Aiyaka nestled so snugly in her tummy, another gentle sigh of delight escaping the girl's lips "Oooh...Mmm....goddess, how wonderful it feels to have someone so beautiful, so deep inside of me....and how difficult it is to resist the urge to feel you become part of me completely..." With a satisfied little pat to her mostly unmoving tummy occupant, Vesele stretches her arms high above her head, arching her back enough to force the already cramped space around Aiyaka's body to tighten further, pressing her chest and face against the slick, slimey interior of her tummy. In turn, it makes a very slight impression of the foxgirl in the smooth, soft skin of her belly, bringing a little giggle of delight from Vesele's throat "Ooohh, you ARE nice and comfy in there, aren't you?"<br/><br/>The opportunity was simply too good to pass up. The beautiful fox-girl, entirely at her whim, and even under the paralytic effects of Kari honey whilst her body recovered....<br/><br/>"Of course, you could just STAY there if you really wanted, and I could digest you..." Once more, her voice drops to a low, seductive whisper, just BARELY audible through the flesh and muscle of her tummy that entrapped Aiyaka so snugly "Mmm, maybe nice and slow. Over the course of the entire night, hmmm? Wouldn't that be lovely?" Again placing both hands upon her tummy, she settles in beside Cyra to follow the Kari where she would lead, all the while stroking her kitsune-filled tummy "Just relaxing. Stretching out somewhere warm and comfortable....letting my tummy gently caress you as it took you apart bit by tiny bit...Mmm, yessss...it would take HOURS.....maybe you'd like me to digest you as we walked? Mmm, yes, I'll do just that. That does sound wonderful. Of course, if you don't WANT that...do wiggle a little bit. Speak up and tell me." It was difficult to repress her giggle, knowing full-well Aiyaka was under the effects of Cyra's honey. Yet, despite the 'tease'...the thought had it's own virtues. Slowly digesting someone was always so pleasant, feeling their squirms weakening, feeling them giving in......<br/><br/>...Or, in Aiyaka's case, feeling her squirm more intensely as the paralyzation wore off....<br/><br/>"Mmm? I don't hear you saying no. My pleasure, dear..." With a soft little 'grrrrgle', Vesele's stomach once more began it's slow, gentle kneading, a few droplets of acid once more forming to drip down onto the kitsune's weakened body. With her resistances already diminished, the effects and sensations are instant....once more, Vesele was digesting her.<br/><br/>Alas, it proved to be all too brief, and with a few gentle squeezes, the stomach once more relents, though not before a pleased little moan escapes Vesele's lips "Mmmmffff....that felt good...Mmm, I'd better not tease it, or I'll actually do it. Ohhh, my beautiful fox...you are tempting me more than you know, even when you cannot move. At least if I get hungry on the way, I don't have to stop for dinner, do I?" Again, a light-hearted little giggle escapes her throat, her hands happily stroking across her tummy as it gently shifts and squeezes around Aiyaka's unmoving form, working her into a nice little ball, but without the far more detrimental effects of stomach acids eating away at her.