<span style="font-weight: bold">for the rest</span><br/><br/>I'd like to push the scenes forward a little bit, maybe getting to the next morning sometime around the beginning of next week? I have in mind a hunting expedition across the river, as a first-step to an attack on a girl village, maybe with a hint of demonic interference later on?<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">for Cyra</span><br/><br/>There are a few short struggles and high, piping screams from Cyra's throat, before a small gulp sends her small meal down to her rarely-used human stomach... it barely whets her appetite....<br/><br/><br/>"Oh!" The frimbo exclaims. "Ohhh..." she drawls, a crafty expression crossing her pretty face. "Well, I was thinking of<span style="font-style: italic">fishing</span>down it," she says. "You know, kissing, with your tongue," she blushes, "but I guess your tongue is maybe a bit short for that. I doubt I could<span style="font-style: italic">swallow</span>you," she says, "but, maybe if I shrink you a bit and stretch my mouth out<span style="font-style: italic">all~</span>the way, you could step into it... then you could eat up all the fairies you like, and I'll let you out afterwards," she smiles, rather widely...