A soft, satisfied little 'Mmmm' emanates from Miku's throat, her eyes half-closing as the delectable flavor of Aviana's soft, warm skin spreads along her tongue. Even lightly tainted by orcish saliva and stomach acids, the catgirl found herself going back in for another lick, her mouth practically watering at the intense, unique, and altogether addictive flavor of the dragongirl's body. So tasty...so soft...even with her stomach pleasantly packed with two slowly digesting orcish women, Miku couldn't help but entertain the thought of what it might feel like to add a dragon to that mix, to feel Aviana's body slowly sliding along her tongue, to get to explore every single inch of her body with lick after lick as the delicious dragon slowly but surely squeezed deeped and deeper into her body. Mmm, how she'd savor every single moment, every delicate lick, how she'd moan and purr as more and more of that delicious draconic body squeezed into the tight, hot recesses of her stomach, adding a final, succient dessert to her orcish appetizer and main course. Ooh, how wonderful it would feel, stroking her stomach as that huge meal within slowly digested away, her draggie minute-by-minute and hour-by-hour being reduced to a nice, nutrient-rich soup that'd fuel her body, become a part of her always--<br/><br/>-- Nuuu! Bad Miku! Mentally chastising herself for the wandering thought, Miku snaps her attention back to her draconic companion, her bright eyes alighting upon the much smaller dragon. Dragons were for friends and snuggling, not for eating! Mmph...even if she DID smell really good...AND taste really good. Even if she was just about the right size to squeeze down her throat...<br/><br/>Thankfully enough, Miku's flightly attention span is abruptly grabbed by another little wiggle from the two digesting orcs in her tummy, a gentle, satisfied-sounding moan punctuating an especially hard little jerk from the doomed girls. As nice as it would be to have a draggie in her tummy, the heavenly weight of the two fit orcish girls was more than enough to sate her appetite, and feeling them lightly writhing inside as they digested was nothing short of utter bliss. The grip around Aviana's body firms slightly, Miku's arms pulling the smaller dragon backwards even more tightly, squishing her back up against the soft, warm, orc-filled stomach that she'd been listening to - and further allowing her a brief glimpse of what it might be like to be squished inside the the soft, digestive embrace of the big catgirl's tummy.<br/><br/>Even outside her stomach, the heat of Miku's body was captivating, a heat that had been shared on many a cold night, the big half-feline snuggled up tightly with Aviana, Eurikova, and Jules. One could only imagine how much hotter it must be on the inside of that belly, entrapped in the heated embrace of her body, at her very core. More than just heat, though...there was an undeniable softness, and though Aviana could feel the big catgirl's slightly toned midsection squeezing inwards on the two unfortunate orcs digesting within her belly, there was a delightful layer of softness over those toned, firm muscles, just enough to give her a pleasant spot for anyone to rest their head - especially after a few hours of digestion, when whomever had been her food had turned into a more sloshy soup. How soft, then, must it be on the inside? So much silky flesh pressing inwards upon her body, kneading and caressing, even as it worked digestive acids against her. Then, there was the<span style="font-style: italic">sound</span>. Over the gentle groans and whimpers of the two steadily-digesting orcs, the eager, happy blurbles and churns of the catgirl's tummy cheerfully digesting it's overabundance of food assails her senses, fill her ears with soft<span style="font-style: italic"> Grrrrrrrggrrrgggleeee </span>and<span style="font-style: italic"> Slrrrch </span>noises. More than that, though...Aviana can all too readily hear the soft, whimpering moans of bliss escaping Miku's own throat, the catgirl lightly trembling in delight as her dinner continues it's steady digestion. There were so few times Miku could seem happier than with a full stomach, and like any other time...she was enjoying it now immensely. How easy it would be for it to be Aviana making the big catgirl squirm in delight as her soft little body was slowly broken down, bit by bit...<br/><br/>"Yes! Kitty licks are better licks!" Miku agrees brightly, though her lips purse slightly when Aviana cleans all the goop off of herself "...Awwww. I want my orclick gone..." She mutters, lifting a hand and lightly caressing it through her hair, still matted with orcish saliva. It was all the opportunity Aviana needed to squirm around in her grasp, 'turning the tides' and hopping up onto her, arms wrapped around her waistline and her own orc-filled belly pressed tightly against Miku's own "Eeep! Nuuuu! Tides must not be turned! Mayday! Maaaayday!" Giggling happily, the big, easily-excited catgirl scoops her hands beneath Aviana's rump to further support her weight, hefting her up a little higher against her tummy and further pressing the two together, belly to belly.<br/><br/>Within Miku's belly, the two digesting orcs are assaulting with an all new sensation - the weight of another pressing inwards on them, nearly completely submerging them in the growing pool of digestive acids that had nearly completely filled the steamy, constrictive embrace of Miku's stomach. Over their own weakened struggles, they could all too easily feel Urni's own struggles and protests, rocking Aviana's smaller belly against Miku's larger, and in turn, sloshing the two digesting women within back and forth with all the strength of their clansmate's protests. Worse than that, though...the angry cries of Urni's voice were just barely evident over the happy gurgles of the catgirl's belly, hinting that the last of those able to save them had, herself, been eaten - the only thing they had to look forwards to was a slow day of digestion, entrapped inside the silky embrace of the catgirl's stomach, slowly melting as her digestive acids and enzymes picked away at them bit by bit.<br/><br/>Over it all, they could hear Miku's groans of pleasure and delight, the squeezing and shifting of her belly against Aviana's own sending little shocks of pleasure throughout her body, no longer even slightly concerned about the dutifully digesting orcish women inside of her, save for how deliciously full they made her - and how good it felt to feel their bodies grinding lightly against her stomach lining, soft, reddening flesh giving the most intense and pleasurable of internal massages.<br/><br/>"Mmmf, so full...ahhh..." Miku says with a happy sigh, tilting her head slightly as Aviana draws her tongue upwards along the side of her neck and jawline. The warmth of her draggie's tongue was a welcome invitation after being exposed to Urni's own tongue, and the slight hint of slickness left in it's wake was pleasant, much more so than being crammed into an orc's mouth "Mm..what if I WANTED to be barraged with kisses and licks, huh?! Why I saved you! Dragon licks and kisses is much better than orc kisses and licks!" Still grinning happily, Miku flicks her eartip against Aviana's lips, the little, furry appendage lightly 'baffing' her in mock protest to the rather enjoyable little nibbles "Nuuuuu, ears is not for eating! Mmph, that's it! Kitty is--mmff?!" Whatever she'd been about to say is abruptly cut off when Aviana's lips find their way to her own, her eyes instantly sinking shut at the sensation of those soft little bits of flesh pressed so tightly against her.<br/><br/>An approving 'Mmm...' once more escapes the big catgirl's throat, her grip upon Aviana's shapely little rump growing a bit more firm as she pulls her upwards, pressing her even more insistently into the kiss. Much like the rest of the catgirl, there was simply something 'mesmerizing' about Miku's lips, a certain charismatic pull that just made the kiss all the more intense, all the more deep, and all the more enjoyable. Her own lips were soft and plush and oh-so-lightly moist as they press back lightly against Aviana's own, both parting just enough to allow the dragongirl's tongue entry into her mouth, her lips then firmly locking with the eager press of Aviana's own. For as clueless as she SEEMED about pleasures of the flesh, there was a little 'hidden firebrand' buried beneath that innocent-seeming exterior, and in a matter of moments Aviana feels Miku's own long tongue curling and toying with hers, wrestling passionately - and again, giving her another look into what it might feel like to pass beyond those lips pressed against her own.<br/><br/>Those soft, moist, warm lips, slowly traveling down her body, encasing her in the welcoming heat of Miku's mouth...the sensation of that slick, soft tongue caressing her body, probing at every nook and cranny to get every last little hint of flavor that her body had to offer. And - knowing Miku - liking making it a personal goal to 'thoroughly explore' some of the more intimate places of Aviana's body, much as she'd done a couple of months prior...