((Haha...x3 I dunno, Bright...>:3 I guess we'll have to wait and see! I do agree with AnimeChaos, though! Right now, I'm only working on the most base of hunches that it could be Xarces in Odette, and that's ONLY because of her talking to her tummy, and the reply from inside. x3 As I've only met Xarces once....I ASSUME it would be better left up to the rest of the party to determine the correct voice, though he did leave a rather flattering impression upon me when we first met. ;3 It's not someone I'd easily forget, and not so soon!  And it's my JOB to remember people! x3))<br/><br/>Watching from her place in the shadows, Ryla feels a very, very slight pang of sadness well up in her chest when she sees the two maids attempt to squirm their way free of their captors, only to be downed by blade and flail. It wasn't that she'd never eaten anyone innocent, far to the contrary, but there was...eeech, maybe it was just sentimentality getting to her. If she'd saved the maids, she'd likely have eaten them.<br/><br/>At least, that's what she told herself. It made the pang of seeing such needless loss of life so close at hand that much easier to bare. Still, Ryla doesn't move from her place, perfectly content to remain 'out of sight, out of mind'. With her allies already moving in to deal with the front line, all she had to do was wait until an opportunity presented itself, and --<br/><br/>....wait. What the HELL was she doing?! She was *NOT* a fighter! The group she'd just met hadn't OFFICIALLY paid her yet, and whilst a share of whatever treasure they ran across sounded NICE, it also left her pockets decidedly barren at the moment. Maybe it was the charming way they'd greeted her. Maybe it was Misha's own desire to join up, and she DID owe the harpy a little debt of gratitude. Maybe it was the charming man who'd so woo'd her upon their initial encounter, Xarces...<br/><br/>.....Ugh, what had she gotten herself into?! Gazing down at her slightly-plump tummy, Ryla heaves a soundless sigh. She'd been doing so well, too. Weeks upon weeks of not giving in to that overwhelming desire to eat someone, to fill her tummy with that wonderous sensation...Mmmm, with a stomach filled with mostly-digested human, she honestly couldn't think of why she'd stopped indulging in the first place. It felt so GOOD.<br/><br/>That, in and of itself, was a nice reason to join up. After all, who'd miss a couple of brigands, and if she could claim credit for a little bit of heroism, AND get her tummy stuffed, well...<br/><br/>The 'Twang' of a crossbow catches her attention, her ears perking up in interest. The woman with the full stomach! Her 'protectors' had left her alone, and her attention was on the sky. Shifting her eyes upwards, Ryla's jaw drops when she sees the bolt that had just nicked Misha. Ryla hated combat. She did, with so much passion...<br/><br/>...But she DID have a little debt to repay, and if keeping the Harpy from getting shot with another bolt would make them even, well, that was alright with her.<br/><br/>An honorable person might have announced their presence first, challenged Odette outright, maybe even only attempted to grab her or relieve her of the crossbow...<br/><br/>Of course, a person like Ryla was far, far smarter than that. Creeping forwards silently, the foxgirl readjusts the grip on her staff, and at the very last second...winds up and SWINGS, smacking Odette rather solidly right in the back of the head. The wood instantly splinters and snaps, and the little priceless (Or worthless, according to how you looked at it), sails off into the darkness, drawing a little look of disappointment from the kitsune. Huh...flimsy wood. Who knew? Still, despite being rather undamaging, it had stunned the woman just long enough for her to do what she wanted to do.<br/><br/>With a loud<span style="font-style: italic">oommgulp!</span>, Ryla jerks the woman around to face her, and - not even giving her a moment to clear her vision, blurry from the solid smack of her staff - opens her mouth wide, stuffing her head inside. The moment her cheek presses against Ryla's tongue, the kitsune emits a soft, throat moan of absolute delight, her body shivering in delight and eagerness. Mmm, yes...the group she'd tagged along with had not PAID her yet...but this...<br/><br/>THIS....<br/><br/>Was worth more than any reasonable amount of gold.<br/><br/>Taking a single second to savor the woman's taste, Ryla guides her tongue along the woman's cheek and beneath her chin in a gentle swishing motion, eagerly absorbing every little hint of flavor the woman had to offer. Alas, she dare not give Odette a chance to recover, and quickly wrapping her hands around the woman's waist, Ryla lifts upwards, swallowing greedily at the same time.<br/><br/>With a soft, wet-sounding<span style="font-style: italic">slrrch!</span>, Odette feels her head squeezing into the unforgivingly tight embrace of the kitsune's throat, the hot, slick, saliva-coated flesh conforming perfectly to the contours of her face, hardly giving her room to wiggle, much less actually squirm for freedom. Another deep 'gul...guuulp!' emanates from the kitsune's throat as she swallows again, squeezing the woman's shoulders into her throat, and *SQUEEZING* her lips around the girl's sizable breasts, forcing them between her lips and into the immensly tight confines of her throat. Mmmm...delicious. So soft, so voluptuous, so...mouthwatering....<br/><br/>Mmmm, she had to have more...<br/><br/>And she'd LIKE to have more, except for the fact she'd suddenly confronted with Odette's stomach, swollen with clearly still-living prey. Eergh...maybe she should have thought this through a little bit more. That looked like ALOT to swallow. Still, unperterbed by the challenge, Ryla digs her fingertips into the woman's thighs and HEAVES upwards, more using Odette's own weight and gravity to force her stomach between her jaws. Though it causes a precious second trying to fit that enormous bulge down her throat, the foxgirl actually seems to manage, the enormous lump disappearing down her throat, leaving only a shapely rump and a pair of legs kicking from between Ryla's lips.<br/><br/>Uuuuuggghhhh...the FLAVOR. The weight of the woman slowly sliding down her stomach, the sensation of her tiny little tummy suddenly stretching again, filling with a new meal, something so soft and easily digestible, something....so delicious....<br/><br/>How much she'd CRAVED this. Mmm, yes. If she got to do this more often, she might have to stick around with the little group after all.<br/><br/>*SLRRRRRRRRPPPPPP!!!* A loud slurping sound emanates from the kitsune's mouth as she rather eagerly allows her tongue to explore along the luscious legs and the firm little rump nestled away in the back of her mouth. So rich, so delicious...the girl had clearly been pampered, lived a life of indulgence, as if she'd been preparing her entire LIFE for the moment when she finally slid right down Ryla's throat and into her stomach, where she most CLEARLY belonged.<br/><br/>((<span style="font-weight: bold"> Combat information </span>Ryla is going to use 'Dirty Tactics' on Odette. I forgot to add in my bonus from 'Dexterous tongue' to swallow her, but it worked anyway! ^_^ So, Odette needs to make a , I think,<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">DC 18 will save, </span><br/>or be considered 'helpless' after she's swallowed. I...have no idea what helpless is, but...I assume it's pretty bad. x3 Said 'Dirty tactics' is in the spoilers below! ))<br/>(Sexy stuff here, kinda! )<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;">Mmmm...maybe just ONE taste wouldn't hurt...<br/><br/>The kitsune's amazingly dexterous tongue squeezes it's way between Odette's flailing thighs, and in a act of flexibility and fine muscular control that would make just about any woman or man drool in want, nestles her tongue beneath the edges of Odette's panties, and then fully beneath, pressing against the soft, delicate lips hidden away within. In a single long, smooth lick, that wonderous tongue traces the outline of Odette's soft little sex, then lightly delves between those inviting lips, gently flicking against the woman's clit, stimulating her despite the compromising position she found herself in. The sudden rush of pleasure was overwhelming, practically tinged with MAGIC (Or, it might very well be...), and that tongue flicks again, and again, and again, probing just a little further every lick....</div></div></div><br/><br/>Her eyes closed in what could only be considered complete and utter bliss, Ryla tilts her head straight back....and swallows a final time. The undulations of her throat, visible to all, ripple a single time, carrying Odette's legs down the kitsune's throat, leaving only a pair of feet that have enough time to flick a single time before they, too, disappear, leaving the foxgirl sighing in satisfaction. Reaching up to her mouth, she smugly plucks Odette's shoes, and her panties, from her tongue, tossing them to the side with a little giggle "Ahhh...MUCH better." Flashing an 'Ok' symbol to Misha high above, Ryla calls up "Got her! " At least there would be no more fear from THAT crossbow.<br/><br/>(Little bit of digesty stuff. Put this here, so don't read it if you don't like that kinda thing. x3 )<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;">Odette finds herself squeezed into the kitsune's stomach in a tight, snug little ball, her knees drawn up against her ample breasts, her stomach squeezed SOOOO tightly between her legs that she could hardly move at all. Worse, though...is she was clearly not the first one in here that night. As her head clears, it's all too easy to realise that...well, someone else was in here with her. At least, PART of someone else - another woman, much like herself, though now converted to a thick, nutrient mush that she was currently stewing in. If she didn't get out, there was a very real possibility of her joining that nutrient-mush, given a few hours of time inside the stifling, hot confines of the sexy little kitsune girl's stomach... <br/><br/>Already, a very faint tingle begins to spread across the woman's body, and whilst it would take hours upon hours to fully reduce her to mush...too much exposure would weaken her to the point she'd not be escaping....</div></div></div><br/><br/>Odette finds the interior of Ryla's stomach to be immensly tight, the hot, slick flesh conforming tightly to her body, squeezing in around her from every angle. From the outside, it is quite clear that she'd just eaten someone her own size - the fishnetting of her armor was stretched across her tummy, as though to hold it in, and the vague outlines of the woman's body was show quite clearly in her happily-gurgling tummy.<br/><br/>((<span style="font-weight: bold"> Combat Information! </span><br/>Ryla has the 'Tight Tummy' feat, so that should give me a +2 to things Odette does to escape!))<br/><br/>Hardly does she have a good opportunity to savor her recent meal, before two of her henchmen dash up to try and rescue their captured (and eaten) commander.<br/><br/>"...Oh. Crud." Ryla mutters as the two surround her. Weighed down by so much DELICIOUS food, she BARELY manages to sweep to the side of the first attack, but the second one catches her on her stomach, making her gasp softly "O..ow! R-right...well, I can see I'm not welcome here, soooooo...."<br/><br/>((<span style="font-weight: bold"> Combat Information </span><br/>Ryla activates her 'Celestial Armor'! Ten minutes of flying around! Wee! ))<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> Fwooosh! </span><br/><br/>In the span of a second, two large, beautiful, silver-feathered wings tinged with black edging sprouts from the kitsune's back, and she gives them a single flap.<br/><br/>"Bye!"<br/><br/>With a WOOSH of air, she takes to the sky, slipping out at an angle from between the two claw women.<br/><br/>((I fly...sixty feet, kinda angled away from them! Not straight up, but...well, you get the idea! ^_^ ))<br/><br/>((<span style="font-weight: bold"> Combat information </span><br/><br/>Odette takes...<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/255190">Gurgle!</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6+1</span><span style="font-weight: bold">5</span>points of crushing damage and...<br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/255191">Churn!</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">6</span>points of acid damage!<br/><br/>11 total digestion damage! I'll start describing it more in future posts if she doesn't get out! x3))<br/><br/>[Stats]<br/><br/>Armor Class - 28<br/>Flat Footed - 19<br/>Touch - 19<br/>Current HP - 35/42<br/>CMD vs Odette escaping - 27 (This will go up to 31 and 35 when she gets to 1/3 and 2/3 her HP from the stacking bonuses of Predatory instinct and tight tummy!)