If the ride within the powerful lizardwoman's stomach wasn't bumpy enough, Xarces would find gravity taking hold as he feels the lizardwoman fall around him, feels the impact as she lands squarely on her distended stomach. "Gahhnnn not so rough...." Xarces yelps out in shock and pain as her body weighs heavily against him. His motions restricted, as he would remain under a continuous assault from powerful battering muscles. (At least she has stopped moving....) he thinks to himself, though whether it was by the pleasure he had caused her, or the battle taking place outside he could not be completely certain. In his newly pinned position Xarces would find a hard time of continuing to skillfully massage the innerwalls of he lizardwoman, spending his time squirming for squirming for leverage, while the weight of her body, the crush of her muscle, and the sting of her acids settles against his flesh.<br/><br/><br/>[[Xarces:<a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/140313">massage attack</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d20+6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">9</span>