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The Kynnis inn was about as busy as it usually was, with patrons coming and going a dozen at a time. The main lobby had hundreds of people in it from the registration desk to the lounge and to the open restaurant area where four star chefs would cook up appropriately exquisite meals for anyone with the coin to justify it.

In the lounge was Sapphire, an imp-like sky blue chimera with thick tufts of fur adorning her body underneath the blouse she was wearing. Her patterns were fluffly like a cloud, and she shared features with dragons, avians, canines, felines, and even had parts akin to a horse in certain areas. She was sipping a tea as she read through a journal chronicling the adventures of a local zoology professor by the name of Doctor Ashin who had been investigating the peculiar biology of a local tribe of naga who had learned to swallow prey without killing them.

Such an evolutionary adaptation made little sense for Sapphire, but as a scientist she was too curious to not investigate such an interesting development in biology. Plus, she was a specialist in documenting and experiencing the digestive tracts of various larger creatures, having spent many years touring the unique systems of dragons, naga, larger chimera, gryphons, and many others.

While her focus was primarily aimed at the journal folded up on her lap and the tea in her hand, she couldn't help but overhear a conversation happening nearby. Her large, fluffy ears perked up as she went into incognito mode listening in.

Over at the receptionist counter was a tall green saurossin wearing a bulky backpack and holding a suitcase. He was adorned in a nice black jacket with a white undershirt and a knee-length kilt. His most distinctive feature was that of a two meter long tail that was so big it draped its way along the ground, snaking through the ankles of the patrons behind him; the spine of it near the base was adorned with a huge sail-fin for show. Next to this aqua-scaled dragon was a much smaller, slick-fleshed saurossin with blue skin, red spots, and a spiky frill running down his spine. On his shoulder was a tiny blue dragon that squeaked and chirped in excitement as the two larger reptiles spoke.

"Oh, that's always good to hear." Garothal - the larger aqua dragon - said to Theodit - the smaller, slick-fleshed one. Garothal was a nomad, known for travelling the world over, backpacking up and down the western continent from NoSemma to Kerolioa and back. He had a rather extensive history with Theodit in the past, so it was a pleasant surprise when he was apprehended by the tiny amphibious saurossin while he was about to check into the inn. "So you're telling me you've got a place for me, and it's free? How many nights?" Any money saved was money spent on food or transportation to get to his next destination.

Theodit nodded as the tiny blue dragon known as Hida hopped up onto his head, speaking for him. "Yeah, it's been a good month, but we have a free weekend at our 'cation suites. Three days, two nights, and free for a friend like you!" Though Hida wasn't as close to Garothal as Theodit was, Hida was particularly close to Theodit and the two were eager to offer this spot to Garothal.

Of course, as a nomad, Garothal wasn't hesitant in the least and didn't even pause to accept his old friend's offer. He stepped out of line and pulled his tail out from between the hooves of a tall bull behind him to walk with Theodit towards the exit.

Back in the lounge, Sapphire wasn't trying to pay the closest amount of attention to them - she was just naturally nosy and their tone made it clear their conversation could be interesting. It wasn't until she returned to her journal to finish reading it that she noticed one of the illustrations showed a group posing for a photo. There were two large naga, a blue dragon, a green lizard, a few ragtag bunches of blokes, and standing in the very front and middle was a tiny little slick-fleshed saurossin with blue and red scales and a tiny blue dragon sitting on his shoulder.

Knowing this might be the perfect opportunity for her, she folded up the journal, put it in her bag, and gulped down the tea before heading out after them. In order to make it to the front door while avoiding most of the patrons in the line waiting to sign in to their rooms, she had to quickly pass through the dining area.

While rushing, her bag accidentally hit a diner on the arm, causing the diner to spill their dark red wine all over the white table cloth with a bit ending up in a puddle on her plate between the grilled steak and caramelized potatoes.

Iraneth paused and took in a deep sigh. She was a rather vibrant-scaled reptile all colors of the rainbow from her blue hands and feet to the bright red of her chest and every color and place in between. She had long, tail-like appendages where horns would normally be and fins down her spine underneath the simple blouse she was wearing. "I just needed a break." She said, mostly to herself. Recently, Iraneth had been hired by the mayor of Klyneth to help design and build a nature-inspired fountain and waterfall monument in the middle of Epicenter Park in the middle of the city. Though she was good at it and loved her job, the mayor had been pushing pretty hard for progress on the project and Iraneth needed some time alone.

"I'm so sorry, so so sorry!" Sapphire apologized as she grabbed one of the napkins and started using it to dab up the wine, only to have the bushy fur on her forearms get in the way by dragging through the meal on every pass. The more she tried to help, the more of a mess she made until Iraneth gently took her by the wrist and slowly pushed her hands away.

"Calm down, calm down. It's not a big deal." Iraneth assured Sapphire before taking a bit of potato. "Besides, the wine actually adds to the flavor and I don't care about the tablecloth. Some potion mixed with soap will get that mess right out. But I have to ask, what has you so rushed?"

Sapphire opened her mouth to answer with a single finger raised, but then stopped. She didn't know how to explain herself in a way that was acute and simple and didn't make her seem crazy. "I, uh, saw something that I think would really make for a good bit of science and I had to follow it."

Iraneth took another bite of potato followed by a thin slice of her steak. As she chewed, she dropped her elbow on the table and pointed her knife towards the front doors, where Garothal, Theodit, and Hida were all walking out. "Have anything to do with those two?"

All Sapphire could do was nod.

"Makes sense. I have seen the small one around for a while. Think I recognize him from an ad in one of the papers. Something about a Vore House? I've been meaning to check it out, I hear the architecture there is pretty keen, but it's a bit out of my way." She was still chewing in between words, and when she realized this she stopped herself from rambling on. "Nevermind. Anyway, I don't want to keep you, but I am just about done my meal if you wanna meet me outside."

Since the chimera wasn't exactly known for her candor, she simply nodded and smiled. "Sure, See you there, but I have to go catch up with them, mmkay?" Before Iraneth could answer, Sapphire zipped off, pushing her way through the crowd to emerge into the world beyond the Kynnis.

Having been jostled from the serenity of her meal, Iraneth no longer felt the need to stick around. The food was delicious, but this turn of events had her curious and eager to do something more interesting with her weekend than sit around and think about the logistics of quick-growing bamboo to form a wall indoors. She tossed the last of the delicious steak into her maw and placed a gold and silver coin as well as some copper and bronze on the table to pay for her meal and tip before gathering her things to leave and join the others outside.

Emeraude had a feline on her table, laying down flat on his belly and naked as the day he was born. She was a naga masseuse, and she was using her strong hands and abnormally prehensile body to caress and massage his back using every muscle from her chest to tail. That was her job, a naga massage therapist, and her client was enjoying her work, even as he kept a comic book out in front of him that he read.

She wasn't a very large naga, because if she had been she'd never fit in the massage therapy building. Still, it was one of those things that kept her interest long after she felt she'd unlocked all the secrets of her own body to use on others. Unlike most massage therapists who only used hands and elbows, she would use her tail, belly, and every bit of her snake-like body in ways others in her profession would never think of or be able to emulate due to their bipedal forms. Still, skilled and knowledgeable as she was, Emeraude was always looking for something new, some new method or style of massaging her clients that would further set her apart from others like her.

The feline on her table was Sparks, a young cat - barely an adult - who was a regular of hers. Friends, but they weren't exactly close. More like acquaintances. Every time he came in, he would be reading a book or comic, and in between that he'd try to have discussions about the warriors and heroes contained within the pages. Comic books were pretty rare in Klyneth due to the nature of their colored pages, but Sparks had a collective nature that ensured he would always be on top, getting first editions and bragging about what he knew and his friends didn't.

She knew this because Sparks had told her on multiple occasions.

On this day, the last shift of the week before she was off on vacation, he was filling her with stories of how Dha-Jak the wanderer - the dual-toned biped dragon of his comic book - dispatched an entire den of bandits when rescuing a gentleman in distress. Emeraude, not as privy to such storytelling, tried her best to pretend to care but just found the gratuitous nature of the images unpleasant.

"That seems rather severe, don't you think? Is....is the hero mating with the person he rescued in that panel?" She asked, looking over his shoulder as her body did a tight serpentine motion starting at his shoulders and pushing down over his back to caress his rump cheeks and base of his tail. Two of her hands squeezed his neck and shoulders while the other two laid down on the table for balance. "I mean, I thought heroes of legend were supposed to be noble and-"

Sparks mewled at her and flicked his ear while still reading. "That's just how it happened! And doesn't a hero deserve some love after a hard day's righting the wrongs in the world?" He used a claw to gently turn the page while a deep purr started to rumble up through his chest. On the new comic panels, Emeraude could see a vivid depiction of two cocks throbbing and dripping fluids all over the demure little male wolf he'd saved from the bandits. Of course, this didn't halt Sparks, who kept reading. "And besides, what's wrong with a little titillation?"

"Nothing is wrong with it, my dear, I just didn't know such pieces of media were common. Do all your comics have so much sex and violence in them?" Emeraude wasn't the type to be conservative, but this was all pretty new t her and she wasn't familiar with such things in her parlor. In an effort to assuage her prudishness, she added, "I mean, it's pretty cool but usually most magazines are all words and not images, from what I know, you know?" She wasn't getting old, but right then she felt like she was.

Sparks laughed at her, still intently reading up on the lewd and juicy details about Dha-Jak the wanderer. "That's just how comics are. I'm sure some of the details are altered to be more entertaining, but you can't say that's not fun. I mean, look at this!" He flipped back to a page earlier in the story with the hero slicing upwards through a feline adversary from gut and up through the collar bone with blood splattering everywhere. "I doubt that actually happened, but it's still pretty cool to imagine him having so much power that he's able to slice through his enemies like that!"

Though Emeraude was able to see the gore on the page, that wasn't what caught her eye. Instead, it was an ad for a local brothel known as the Vore House of Klyneth, which advertised snake massages in them. She was a snake. She was a masseuse. Maybe she could get better work in a place where she could also have some fun with her clients. Sure, she liked doing the therapy, but this massage parlor was not known for happy endings. The promise of a snake massage with a sultry looking naga interested her quite thoroughly.

She barely spoke for the rest of her session with Sparks, who kept showing her panels and glamor shots throughout. It wasn't until he returned to a later page with a similar but different ad for the same place that Sparks took notice as well. He paused a moment to point it out to her.

"Hey, they say the Vore House does snake massage. Is that like what you do here? I mean, I know you're technically a naga but I think that counts, right?"

"Yeah, I'm serpentine. Actually, now that you point it out, I have to say I'm curious. Have you heard anything about this Vore House? Is it anything like a whore house? I mean, if they're advertising in your picture book, then I suppose you've seen them before." She was trying to hide her vested interest, even if said interest was only based on a glimpse of a couple of ads and whispers of previous clients who had mentioned the place in passing.

However, her client seemed to tense up the muscles at the mention and thought of the Vore House. She could feel it in every inch of him from shoulders to rump. When he did answer, she could tell he was lying. "No. Not really. Heard of it, but-"

She cut him off. "I can tell you're lying, Sparks. Come on, tell the truth."

He blushed deeply and covered his face with one paw as his other one folded and closed the book. "Okay, okay, yeah. I've wanted to check the place out for almost a year now. Just...don't tell anyone, okay?" He was trying his best to be bashful and sly while also being truthful but it was clear he wasn't giving his true desires and intentions away. Still, Emeraude let it go.

"What say you the two of us go check it out? You're my last client for the day, and I get the impression that you-" A Knock came on the door from Emeraude's waiting room. When she answered, "Yes?" a meek voice came from the source.

"Miss Emeraude, I was wondering if you had any other clients for the day? I'd greatly like to invest in your services before I head off to my destination." His quiet voice seemed to waver a bit, as though he was too shy to ask. He knew it was late on the last work day and that Emeraude didn't work the next day.

In fact, the very provocation of this made Emeraude a little upset, but she didn't know how to respond because she was not the kind who expressed anger towards anyone, especially not potential customers. "I'm afraid I've got plans after this client, dear. I do apologize."

Such news was disappointing for Stoormor, but that didn't dissuade him or tamper with his mood. He was a pony-dragon hybrid with blue scales and white markings all over his body, travelling to Klyneth in order to learn more about what he perceived as the Magic of the Vore House. On his way, he had decided to get a massage from any serpent, so he could then compare it to what it was like inside the naga of the Vore House. He was a scientific type, but he knew there was plenty of pleasure to be had in such a quest.

After his rejection from Emeraude, he politely conceded defeat but stayed in the waiting room in order to make an appointment for early next week after his trip to the Vore House. The receptionist - a larger equine than he with hands where hooves should be - was reading a magazine while chewing on some gum.

"Tough break, kid." She commented without looking up from the magazine. "So what are you gonna do now? Looks like the doctor is busy, and the other massage therapists are all gone for the day. Come back after the weekend, I guess?" She had told him prior that he had to talk to Emeraude if he wanted to see about wiggling in before her shift was over, since she couldn't be bothered.

Stoormor sighed and rolled his eyes. "I'm not a kid, I'm just part pony, so of course I'm smaller than you." He didn't explain his plan to the receptionist, but instead stayed in a chair and crossed his hind legs while reading one of the random magazines that were in the waiting room. After a solid quarter hour - twenty five minutes or so - the door swung open with a dark-furred feline walking out while stretching, comic book in hand and subtle but noticeable bulge in his khakis.

That made Stoormor wonder what kind of massage therapy place this was, since he was under the impression that this was not the happy-endings type massage parlor. The feline - Sparks - walked past him and offered a pleasant bow before leaving the room with Emeraude coming soon thereafter, only to have Stoormor stop her. "Hey there, are you Emeraude?" He asked the naga, stopping her mid-slither.

Though she was polite, it was clear she was a touch frustrated at this interruption. "Yes, that is me my dear. How may I help you?" She locked her hands together - all four of them - and bowed to her potential guest. "And keep in mind that my shift is over for the day and I'll be heading north of town for the weekend."

Her last statement caught Stoormor off guard a bit. "North of town, you say? I was heading there after here! Checking out the Vore House! Have you heard of it?"

Emeraude blinked and flicked her tongue. "In fact I have, yes. My client there was telling me about it and I was going to see what kind of snake massages they offer." She gulped heavily and flicked her tongue a few more times while gently hissing on exhalation, tail idly flicking in agitation.

"Oh perfect, then we can go together! I was planning on seeing what the difference is between here and there as well! On the trip, perhaps we can compare notes and see what's going on? I'm trying real hard to get some data and having an insider would make for an excellent report!"

All in all, Emeraude was still quite annoyed but her own curiosity got the better of her and she happily obliged his request. The two of them left the massage parlor to catch up with Sparks, heading north on the Urto Trade Route.

Later that day, Jak flexed his shoulder as he walked up to the receptionist, a vibrant green lizard with yellow, blue and white all over his body. "I'll take my usual." He said.

Vinn replied with a gentle smile. "Hard day in the fights, I see?" The lizard pulled in some papers, looked over some of the notes, then came back to Jak with an apologetic glance. "Actually, if you want the usual you'll have to come back....next week! Looks like Leera is currently busy, actually!"

"You sure about that, champ?" Jak puffed out his chest a bit, showing how dominant he was; the blue and white scales bulged due to his defined musculature under the spiked shoulder pads and the cross-strap over his chest. He was just posturing, and Vinn knew this.

"Cut it out, Jak. You know that's not gonna make it happen. She's in the courtyard right now, and she's getting ready for a weekend session with a pretty big group. Maybe if you go head on in there, she'll be happy to accommodate you." He shrugged and guided the gladiator towards the large twin black and gold doors at the opposite end of the receptionist room from the front doors.

With a grumpy scoff, Jak did just that, leaving Vinn to storm his way towards the grand entrance of the courtyard. His mind was swimming with bits of anger, but then he remembered that it wasn't anyone's fault that Leera wasn't prepared for him. Sure, he came here after every major fight he competed in, most often on the last day of the week before the weekend with the intention of spending the night in his favorite predator, but this week's coliseum battle had gone on much longer than he'd hoped. It was an endurance match instead of one he could just win in a matter of minutes.

As a result, he was especially needy for the sweet caress of snake flesh, but it seemed that the length of the match ensured that his pred had booked the night with someone else. A shame, but he was able to hold back any anger the moment he burst through the twin doors into the courtyard.

Before him was a group of people all being instructed on the subtleties of how a night in Leera worked, all standing in a line with the naga pred slithering back and forth with a sultry, hungry look. When he opened the doors, all of them stopped and turned to look.

Standing next to each other were Emeraude and Stoormor. The two of them had taken the time travelling from the heart of Klyneth to the Vore House discussing what they expected out of such a weekend excursion while also demonstrating a touch of worry and apprehension. Next was Inareth and Sparks. Both seemed to be a little distracted, mostly because Sparks was a little too meek and shy while Inareth had only come initially to see the architecture of the Vore House but found herself excited at the prospect of safe vore. Last was Sapphire and Garothal, both of which were here mostly for business, each with their own unique goals.

Sparks' eyes lit up the moment he saw Jak, his tail growing stiff and ears flattening against his skull in a combination of fear and intimidation. Jak was the hero from his comics, but in the comics he was known as Dha-Jak the Wanderer; his exploits as a soldier, then mercenary were immortalized in a series of comics but now he mostly fought for glory in the arenas around the world. In an odd way, this was almost like meeting a hero for him, yet all he could do was force out a long, drawn out squeak of joy.

"What's wrong with him?" Jak asked, smirking as he pointed to Sparks.

Emeraude glanced over to the comic Sparks still held in his hand, then up to Jak, then down at the comic and back to Jack. "Aren't you Dha-Jak the Wanderer? I saw him reading a story about a great warrior-" She was interrupted, making her hiss in frustration; everyone was interrupting her!

"Just Jak works, thanks. Dha was my rank in the Viokenic Army." He clarified, happy to meet a fan, even if that did make him a little uneasy since usually only kids liked reading the comics about him. "But, uh, I see you are all pretty busy here, I fear I may be intruding." He back-stroked out of this awkward situation.

But Leera - with Hida chirping and hopping on her snout - stopped him. "Nonsense, Jak! This was supposed to by your night anyway. Come, join us! I was going to teach these newbies all how this whole process works! Join the group and help out if anyone has any questions." She smiled and nodded towards the patrons, thick forked tongue flicking gently. Unlike most snakes, she was capable of blinking, so she often did so when smiling.

Hida widened his wings a bit and addressed all seven of the prey with his adorably squeaky voice. "Alright, so it looks like you'll all be staying here for the weekend, so if you have any stuff you want packed away, go and do it now."

Only Sparks and Jak seemed to have anything worth hiding away; Sparks looked at his comic and decided it was best to be put somewhere that wasn't soaking wet with saliva and other special internal fluids, while Jak knew his sword had places to go that wouldn't result in piercing flesh by accient. They both offered to Theodit, who happily grabbed it and took it back into the main hall.

Leera went on to the next bit of the pre-meal presentation. "Okay, the next thing you will all have to do is strip naked. I know all but Jak here are first timers and you're probably a little nervous about exposing yourself, but consider where you are all going. My digestive tract is soft, your belt buckles are hard. Plus, it'll be a lot easier to enjoy yourself without anything in between you and I." She kept slithering back and forth like a military drill sergeant before coming to lean in very close to Jak. "Especially you. Last time you tried to wear your shoulder pads and I needed to get Vinn to patch me up from inside. He didn't mind but I did." She winked at him and hissed, smiling.

Inareth was the first to comply, quickly undoing her shirt and stepping out of her skirt. Though she was quite busty, her vent was nestled in between her legs under soft scales, so it was rather inconspicuous. Next came Sapphire, then Emeraude and all the others except Sparks, who merely blushed and crossed his arms over his lower belly while avoiding eye contact, occasionally glancing over to his hero Jak. His hands were covering his crotch, and when Leera noticed this she leaned in close to whisper to him.

"Look, hun, I can tell you're already excited, but trussst in me when I say it's fine. This is a sensual massage, we expect you to enjoy yourself. If you didn't, then what would be the point." Her tail slid up to poke its way under the bottom of his shirt, gently caressing from side to side under the buttons before popping them off and exposing his bare chest. He blushed further, so Leera pulled away to respect his privacy. She was pushy, she wasn't abusive.

All the others were in various stages of undress when Leera continued, speaking slow to give Sparks time to get used to the situation he'd gotten himself into. "There are three suites within me. Belly, lower belly, and last stop. I can hold up to three of you in any one of those locations with ease, but any more than that and it'd be a little uncomfortable. Intention is to have you guys in there overnight, then in the morning we'll all rejoin for tea and biscuits, or salad, or whatever, then tomorrow night we'll return to me for sleep. Any questions?"

Sparks raised his hand, revealing the large bulge in his pants. "Wh-what if we don't want to come out tomorrow morning? Is it okay to stay inside for the entire weekend?" Still nervous but slowly growing in confidence, he tugged on his pants to have them fall off his waist, followed by shimmying out of his shirt. Now naked, he looked over at all the others in the row, saw that other than him there were three males and three females in the group, and that further kept him hard even as he cupped the underside of his member up so that his tip poked his belly.

"Well, I'm sorry to say, but given the nature of the system ensures that, when flushed out, you'll all have to emerge into the cold and heartless world of air and castle walls. Sorry." She explained. Sparks nodded in agreement, so she continued. "Well, if that's it, who goes first?"

Sparks took a solid step forward, as did Garothal and Sapphire. The rest of the group realized that they were a little too late since Leera had said three per suite, so Jak and Iraneth retired to a bench under a pear tree while Emeraude and Stoormor went over to the nearby stables. Both groups went on to casually watch the show from their own vantage points.

Leera darted in close between the three of them, forcing her snout between Garothal and Sparks, only to bend her neck and cradle the smooth-scaled reptile's rump while flicking tongue over at Sapphire. She looked at the fluffy chimera and narrowed her eyes. "I get the impressssssion you are here for something more than pleasure." She induced, but then disregarded it, her massive head snaking its way around her then back around Garothal in a figure eight as her entire body shifted and slid around them both, eventually leaving her looking straight at Sparks. Her bright emerald green eyes pierced into him in a way that seemed to puncture his shield and embolden him.

He leaned in close and took in a long, deep breath as he lay his cheek between her nostrils, hands cradling her cheeks as her tongue slid out to flick over his member, coaxing a throb from it to further stiffen itself. Both Garothal and Sapphire leaned over from the coil that cradled their rumps to watch as Leera opened her maw, revealing the glistening flesh and ridges of her teeth and glottis amidst a bed of soft flesh and the tongue sheathe beneath it.

Sparks was still quite nervous and bashful, but the gaping chasm of soft tissue before him drew his curiosity to the point he couldn't help but reach out and press his palm in the groove between her bottom teeth and wind pipe. Gently, he caressed up and down her gullet as she shifted her weight inward, slowly bringing herself to hover up over his head as her saliva dripped onto his shoulders. Her teeth was menacing looking, sharp like a series of needles poking out from her gums, but as he touched one of their tips he found it didn't stab him, but instead gently caught his fur and tugged before being yanked out.

This was really happening, and it was all so sudden. When he arrived hours prior he wasn't ready for this, but now his heart was racing and he couldn't seem to stop himself from bringing his second hand up to the other side of her wind pipe. He caressed it gently as he leaned into her maw, sliding palms and forearms up her gullet into the darkness that was her throat. When she leaned back and clamped her upped jaw down on his back, he wasn't scared or nervous, but excited. It wasn't until he felt the light stabbing of her teeth digging into his shoulder blades to lift him up that he began to panic a bit, kicking gently.

This fear didn't last long at all, since she quickly arched her neck so that her snout was pointing to the sky, and Sparks' petite form slid down over her teeth and into her gullet with ease. As he wriggled his body and pressed out with his hands, he felt her neck scales distending and pressing out against his finger tips, leaving distinct hand prints for Sapphire and Garothal to identify. His erection touched the soft flesh of her lower jaw, passing by the tongue-sheath to get stuck in her wind pipe for a brisk moment, emulating a tight fleshy canal before bending down and popping out.

He curled his toes and bent his knees, his body tensing up from neck to tail base as her cool, juicy flesh slid over him. The muscles in her throat squeezed just tight enough to be cozy, but not tight enough to make him uncomfortable or cause him any pain; when she relaxed, he felt gravity send him down the darkness that was her gullet head first with his hands crossed over his chest. The feline's tail tip and feet were still outside her maw, cooled by the air before she gulped, neck bending and shifting from side to side in order to force Sparks into her belly. With one gliding lurch, he felt her soft esophagus wall pass over his face as something strange warmed him; though her flesh was cold to the touch, his presence seemed to warm the immediate vicinity, making him comfy and cozy as he released his held breath.

Leera and Theodit had given a bit of a lecture on the safety of the naga's internal fluids, so he knew that 'drowning' inside her would not harm him even though the shock of fluid filling his lungs would be uncomfortable at first. While he tried to inhale, his body wouldn't allow him at first; instead, the flesh smothered his face, smooshing wetness into his face instead of pure liquid. However, he felt he was moving quickly through her neck, as his feet quickly disappeared past her teeth with the rest of him and a gulp had him steadily shifting downward.

Right as he felt his face hit something hard outside Leera's soft, malleable body - the ground - his form twisted so he was on his back before she tensed her muscles to coax him deeper. Before long, he felt himself emerge into a larger roomier cave within her that was filled with fluid that he was able to inhale with ease. There was a sharp pain in his throat as though he'd swallowed a razor, but that moment passed seconds later as the pain dissipated into a warm pleasure that seemed to fill him from tail to finger tips. Inside, he curled up with his knees to his chest and arms wrapped around his legs.

"Well, that was rather quick." Garothal commented as he felt his own excitement build. He'd been inside others before, but never watched someone else get so easily swallowed by such a ravenous serpent. The drooling mess of her maw mixed with the gloriously patterned scales that wrapped around him made her a thing of beauty to him, and he couldn't help but be in awe. Usually such an image would conjure up images and memories of feral beasts that wanted to end him by turning him into a meal, but he knew better than to let such things startle him anymore.

This was the Vore House, a safe haven for people curious to explore their voracious tendencies. Even as Leera turned her emerald-eyed gaze towards him, he could only conjure up memories and desires of being prey to loving predators in the past. His history as a wildling in the northern realms left him at the mercy of the northern dragons, and while he was a wily hunter and survivor, one can't always evade a hungry dragon. Luckily, it was one similar to Leera, in that they were a descendant of the same tribe with a digestive cycle, and he was able to keep his wits about himself and crawl out the backside while the dragon was sleeping.

Garothal was being held for later digestion, but his quick wit and maintained lucidity ensured that he survived the ordeal. Ever since then he'd had a fondness for similar predators, and the only place in the world he was able to reliably and consistently enjoy such roles as prey was here at the Vore House. When he was signing up for a place at the Kynnis, he was here on business, but in his mind there were no greater pleasures than to enjoy one's work. This was a perfect opportunity for him to blend both.

He stood defiantly against the massive naga's head as his tail curled up and wrapped around a portion of her body that was flexing and tightening between himself and the fluffy chimera known as Sapphire. She seemed a little distracted by the situation, her eyes darting around like she was trying to do calculations in her mind.

While she was distracted, Garothal coiled his tail back around and under Leera to prod up at Sapphire's inner thigh, hoping to coax her from her distraction while also pleasuring her. As the very tip of his tail prodded up at her plump mound, he could see a gentle shudder ripple through her as she struggled to hold back a smile by biting her lip. She flashed her teeth at him in a grin as Leera struck, wrapping upper and lower jaws around his form.

Like Sparks before him, Garothal was hoisted high in the air as his feet kicked, his member firm and exposed to Sapphire as his tail was yanked from her folds. However, unlike Sparks, Leera leaned over to catch sapphire while Garothal was still sticking out of her maw, forcing the chimera's head down her throat next to the reptile's. Both were cradled in by the soft pillows that were Leera's jaw muscles, guided together towards the darkness of her throat.

The last thing either saw was a glimmer of each other's face, both smiling and eager to be forced down the snake's esophagus. Together, they embraced and held each other close as Leera's saliva filled the gaps between them and Garothal's tail curled up to wrap around Sapphire, eventually prodding it's way in under her tail and between her folds. She could have resisted, to say no, or shown any signs of displeasure, but instead she moaned gently and grinded down against him, allowing his tail to invade her depths as Leera's gullet fluids lubricated the both of them.

Together, they nuzzled into each other's necks as the massive naga maw clamped down aroudn them, squeezing their feet in close. Leera's motions of twisting and rocking and swaying gently eased both lizard and chimera past her gullet and into her maw, the sharp teeth snagging on but not penetrating their scales and fur. Within less than a minute both had disappeard into the dark abyss of snake throat as wave after wave of muscle guided them through her body with ease, her slick fluids lubricating her walls and the soft flesh allowing them to glide, friction-free as muscles propelled them.

All the while, Sapphire was smiling due to just how peculiar this all was to her; she had been in the digestive tract of dragons, gryphons, and others, but never without the aid of potions or magic or spells or special defenses. This was new. This was weirdly compassionate, and this was incredibly pleasant to her! For a brisk moment, she completely forgot that she had a vial stashed inside her, past her plump folds - the same folds that Garothal's tail was probing at.

In a sudden jerking motion of acknowledgment, she pushed her hand down between their bodies, resisting the force of Leera's muscle contractions that accompanied every gulp and motion. When Garothal bit down on her neck, she realized he was being passionate and thinking she was intending to pleasure him, so she obliged him for a moment before slipping one claw into herself to snag the side of the vial and pull it out. The angling was hard, since Leera's flesh was keeping them so cozy, but she was able to squeeze it out into her palm.

With the vial in hand, she pulled it back up to her maw against the pillowy flesh that smothered her, dragging it's mouth against Leera's walls to collect some of the saliva from there. Afterwards, she kept it between her teeth, returning the cork to it once she had gathered a sample. She was able to do this with ease, even with her body held tight to Garothal's, because he was distracted by sex and they couldn't see a thing from inside; Leera's gullet was truly an abyss of sorts.

Then, to her surprise, she felt a hand grabbing at her horns, tugging her through the last bit of Esophagus before bursting into belly next to Sparks. In a sudden shift aided by twitching muscles and a low gurgle that enveloped them from deeper in the naga, all three shifted together to comfortably rest against each other in Leera's belly.

"You're pretty cute, yourself." Jak complimented Iraneth, gently dragging his fingers past her cheek to caress the base of her horn-type tendril, only to further slide it down her side and against her thigh. "Can't wait to be inside, together with you."

Iraneth was a bit more nonchalant about the whole thing, instead focusing on Leera's feat of consumption of the first three visitors rather than the clear flirtation she was getting from Jak. One thing she was constantly laughing at was how Hida - the little blue dragon - kept hopping around on Leera's snout while she was having her way with the first group. All the while, he was glancing down the maw, pawing at the tails and feet before they were gulped down, and teasing a cannonball in after them.

It didn't happen, but it was cute to watch.

Before Jak could make too much of a move on her, she stood up and stretched. "Looks like Leera's just about ready for us. Come on." She informed him with a chipper squeak, skipping naked across the dirt and grass clearing to meet with Leera where the consumption was occurring.

Leera yawned wide to show her maw as the last of Garothal and Sapphire disappeared into her. With one powerful angling of her neck followed by a gulp and her closing her maw, the distinct bulge shifted down towards her belly, where it met with the bulge of Sparks. "So I take it you two are going next?" Leera asked as Hida hopped on her head between her eyes, chirping happily.

Jak nodded and pushed up close to behind Iraneth, cradling her hips in both his hands. "I believe we will be." From there, he bit at her tentacles, tugging gently at them while his twin cocks throbbed and poked at her lower back. He was notably larger than she was, but he wasn't trying to be dominant with her, only passionate. The consumption was his favorite part, since Leera's needlepoint teeth served as tiny little acupuncture instruments, in addition to the deep tissue massage her throat gave. It was a full, post-fight package and he was stiff in more ways than one now that he had a sexy lady to share it with.

Iraneth, on the other hand, was trying to avert herself from the advances of Jak, deflecting him while showing little interest in his flirtation. At least, that was until she felt him nibble on her tendril. Though she was here mostly as a curiosity while on a trip for business, she did know that some sensuality was going to happen once inside. Vore House was too similar to Whore House to be a coincidence.

She did need some proper massage work, inside and out.

Despite her attempts to stave him off, she felt her knees weakening as she leaned into Jak, using the tips of each of the tendrils on her head on both of his cocks, the prehensile tip wrapping around the blue flesh of his foreskin to peel it back and expose the pink of his cock tip. Her tail raised up high to wrap around his waist, lower back dipping as she started to grind against him,

If she was going to do this, she was going to do it right.

However, as she was trying her best to melt back onto Jak, Leera slithered over by sliding through rocks and small bushes, eventually coming to rest with her head on the ground at their feet. Her tongue flicked out to tickle their ankles. "So are you two ready?"

Jak hissed with a devious grin, only to have Iraneth turn and grab him over the shoulders with her hands locked behind his neck. She pressed her hips up to his as her tendrils reached around to grab the base of each shaft. "Yes, Leera, we are ready." Jak was taken by surprise in the best way, but he didn't resist; instead he placed his hands on her hips.

Leera slowly opened her mouth wide in a yawn, angling up at them, inching forward to press her lower lip against Iraneth's legs from behind. That's when Iraneth winked at Jak and leaned back with all her weight, pulling him into Leera's maw with her. She landed comfortably in between Leera's lower gums, resting heavily on the massive windpipe that opened up and tickled her rump, snake tongue flicking out to slap at her inner thighs and tail.

Still somewhat taken by surprise, Jak took a moment to really let loose. He was kneeling on Leera's maw, with his head rubbing up against the roof of her mouth mere inches from the sharp teeth that lined it. Since he was eager to be inside both Leera and Iraneth, he leaned in close and bit the lizard's neck, hands pressed down to the soft flesh of Leera's gullet while bucking his hips. Her tendrils guided him, and were able to coax one of his members into her depths between the tight scales that were her vulva.

All at once, Leera clamped her maw shut on the two of them, needlepoint teeth pressing into his scales on either side of his spine, triggering dozens of acupuncture points all at once. The pleasure of that combined with the warmth of Iraneth and the slick flesh of Leera's gullet had him curling his toes even as the massive snake lifted them up and gulped heavily.

Iraneth and Jak both could feel the pressure of her jaws clenching down, while the soft flesh of her throat widened and loosened, forcing them deeper with the aid of lubrication and gravity. For a brisk moment, it felt like they were actually falling instead of floating in the gullet that consumed them, yet all Iraneth could think about was the combined pleasures of Jak's cock pounding her deep and Leera's throbbing walls squeezing them and keeping them cozy. With another lurch, the muscles clenched them together, entwined in a lover's embrace while being ushered along the naga's digestive tract.

"Well, that's certainly an interesting way to do snake massage." Emeraude commented, watching the two lizards disappear into Leera. "I never thought of using teeth as acupuncture before. Tell me, were you expecting anything like that when you came to me?"

Stoormor cocked his head to the side and fluttered his wings a bit, crossing his legs to keep from exposing himself or his unfolding member from her. "Uh, no. Not exactly. I just thought, like, hands and maybe some body massage like they do in the east. Not that I'm complaining. Both, uh, methods are perfectly acceptable." His tail lowered and slid up between his hind legs. He wasn't usually the shy type, but as they stood under the pear tree, they couldn't help but marvel at just how efficient Leera was when making a meal of all these people at once. The first group of bulges had passed into her belly and were now making their way further down into the lower digestive tract, and it was very easy to see, with defined body parts pressing out against the scales.

Emeraude nodded. "Well, I can't say I'm interested in offering such things, at least not right now, but I suppose there is a time and a place for every kinky fetish, right?" She offered only a nervous laugh before grinning wide, baring her fangs a bit. "But that doesn't mean I won't indulge! Come on, we're last!" She grabbed him with two of her arms and dragged him along, forcing him to follow in a gentle scuffle alongside her slither.

Stoormor found it difficult to keep up with her as his member swayed and slapped against his inner thighs, but when he found his stride he was able to gallop across the clearing to meet up with Leera in the middle. When he reached the naga's body, he leaned in close to nuzzle the bulge of Iraneth and Jak, and he noticed a distinct thrusting pattern from the male, which made him blush a bit.

Leera yawned again, showing off her meaty maw flesh before closing back up and flicking her tongue at the two of them. "I'm very pleasssed to see that you both are getting quite excited. That's what I like to sssee out of my guests." She leaned in very close so that her snout was pressed against Stoormor's chest, and her long tongue flicked out to gently tickle the top of his dangling member; at the same time she coiled her whole body around them both and used the very tip of her tail to prod and massage the large vertical vulva of Emeraude's vent. When her whole body was tight around the both of them, she raised her head a bit to smile, emerald eyes glinting while she sized them both up. "Ready?"

A gentle flutter of Stoormor's wings gave him away, and she struck at his hind end before he had a chance to respond. She was quick and aggressive, but when she wrapped her lips around his haunches, her grip was gentle and her jaws only held on as hard as they needed to in order to keep him in place. She wasn't attacking him, but holding him in place, gently scooting over to press his snout up against Emeraude's meaty slit.

This was a little unexpected for Stoormor, but since he was part dragon the naga pheromones must have triggered something deep within him, because he quickly found himself churring and nuzzling between those thick folds, front claws digging into the dirt as he forced his snout into Emeraude.

She, of course, had no interest in saying no to that. She laid on her back with vent exposed and spread while her tail backwards-snaked towards Leera's maw, prodding its way down her gullet alongside Stoormor's lower end. She gave his member a little massage with her ventral scales while Leera cradled the both of them on her lower jaw.

The two of them were nearly ready to be swallowed, back end first as Stoormor used his maw on Emeraude's massive pussy, his talons on either side of her vent to pry it open; at this point he seemed desperate to get as much of himself in as much snake as he could. While he was busily tasting as deep as he could go, Leera lifted them both up and came to rest the two prey items in a tight crook of her coils, elevating them off the dirt while the two caressed and pleasured each other. While they were busy, Leera slowly swallowed them, jaws inching forward a bit at a time to smother the dragon-pony and naga both.

Stoormor smiled as Leera's upper lip slid over his head, leaving only his snout and Emeraude's upper body exposed; he had to work hard to get proper footing on the naga's lower jaw as he stretched, distended, and slid up under him, eager to consume every bit of him. However, as he was focusing on the flavor of Emeraude's massive ebony pussy lips, Leera raised her head as she had done to the others, letting gravity and lubrication take over as she extended her upper body.

The motion enveloped the two with ease, who both slid down her gullet, watching skyward as the gaping skylight of her open maw closed around them, leaving the two in darkness as the soft flesh collapsed around them. The pressure forced his snout even deeper into her as he nuzzled from side to side, lapping at her tender walls.

However, as they passionately enjoyed one another, they felt Leera's form shift and squeeze around them. She was slithering about, moving her body and passing her belly scales over rocks and logs that were disperesd throughout the courtyard. They could actually feel the objects moving beneath them despite the thick layer of muscle, skin, and flesh on Leera's belly. Lump after lump passed over them, squeezing them together time and time again until Stoormor felt he could no longer focus on Emeraude's delicious lips.

He stood up as far as he would go on all fours, his four feet all pressed down against her throat while his back and wings were squished in between two folds of her insides, the soft flesh squeezing in between legs and body; more lumps passed under him, and each one seemed to separate the two masseuse enthusiasts. Stoormor was gulped down deeper while Emeraude's thin body seemed to stay in place, help by the squeezing walls.

As such, he was growing increasingly needy in her absence. As he was swallowed deeper, his member grew and rested heavily on the soft flesh that was squishing and forcing its way between his hind legs. Since he wasn't sure if he was going to rejoin with Emeraude, he crouched his back half down and forced himself to prod and poke at the soft pillows of snake gullet, squeezing his member between two mounds and using them as a rump or pair of breasts.

Despite the relative looseness of her insides, He found himself quickly reaching his own personal climax with ease. The full bodied sensations of flesh squeezing, pummeling, and caressing his form as waves of muscle contractions swept over him jammed his member in deep through the inner folds as he reached out to lick and nuzzle the belly sides on either flank of him. As he nuzzled, he felt his horn jammed right up against her throat's roof, gently prodding at the spine and ribs there as her thunderous heartbeat pounded around him.

With his orgasm so close, he flopped down on his belly with legs sprawled out, grinding hips down against the undulating walls that caressed his underside. Within seconds, he felt himself finish, coating her soft pillows with seed mixed in with the thin liquid that her walls secreted. He flopped down with his chin against the nearest mound as another gulp slid him back farther and farther, his tongue lolling out to taste the guts that were slowly massaging him to sleep. Finally, one last lurch deposited him into her belly, where he curled up and waited for Emeraude to join him.

But she was going pretty slowly. Leera kept swallowing, but Emeraude's thin body seemed to gain very little traction against the smaller naga's snake-like form. This was made even more evident when Emeraude crossed all four arms over her chest, folding over each other between both pairs of breasts to further streamline her own body and prolong the thorough full bodied snake massage. That was, until she felt one of those rocks pass under her, grinding Leera's throat flesh into her massive vulva and past her engorged clit.

That little motion had her excited all over again; when Stoormor had buried his muzzle in her, she felt her tail twitch and body shudder in delight, but Leera's walls pressing in against her rubbed her just the right way. Her instincts were taking over with a more feral, carnal desire commanding her, so her bottom two arms reached into her massive pussy, pulling the walls open so she could grind down against Leera's flesh while her other two hands cradled her own breasts, eager to pleasure herself from head to tail.

It worked stunningly well. The softness of the naga's throat coupled with the vopious volumes of saliva and lube helped pass her down bits at a time, while the grinding of Leera's body against a rock or some other obstructing object was the perfect caress against her tender, gaping vulva. Then, every time Leera gulped and attempted another swallow, a wave of deep tissue massage passed over her from flicking tongue to twitching tail. Every motion was met with a shudder and a gentle swishing of her back end waving in tight slither motions, sloshing the lubricants around her, each noise accentuated by a beat of heart throbbing against her ears.

While still fisting herself and grinding upwards, she felt her very tail tip descend into a clearly more open area beneath her. By the time she realized it was Leera's belly, Stoormor was grabbing her appendage to tug her in deeper. She hadn't fully climaxed yet, so she turned and tried to pull away, grinding hips down against the ground and rocks while he caressed her tail, Leera's throat muscles constantly waving over her.

Right as her massive pussy passed through the opening to Leera's cavernous belly, she felt a claw slide around her hips and into her, massaging her deep while hitting her most sensitive spots, the angle and pressure forcing her clit to grind against Leera's inner walls. That was it, that was all it took. The moment she felt the knuckles of Stoormor's eager fist grinding against her upper wall, she lost it, spraying her own copious mess in against Leera's belly walls, which in turn mixed with the natural fluids that her predator's walls were secreting.

Once she felt her climax come to fruition, she relaxed and let her tail be curled up around the pony-dragon next to her. She cradled his face between all four of her breasts while her massive pussy pressed tight to his belly. It was expected that he would certainly take advantage of this by penetrating her - and he certainly wanted to - but the presence of the fluid on their lungs slowly dragged them down into a sort of climactic coma.

Still deeper inside the snake, Jak and Iraneth were still embracing together as Leera's body squeezed and caressed them, muscles twitching against one another in sporadic bursts in between each wave meant to swallow them down.

While passing through and past the snake's belly, taking residence in her lower gut or second belly, Jak tried to get aggressive with Iraneth, only to be shocked when she wrapped her legs around his waist and held him close. The motions were difficult due to how snug the walls around them were, but she quickly gained control of him while her tendrils forced themselves down between them, guiding his cocks into her.

Like everything around them, it was quite the tight fit, but they were prehensile enough to squeeze both tips together and force them into her depths with the help of another one of Leera's muscular contractions that were meant to swallow the both of them. With a pop, both tips burst into her, causing her to throw her head back and shout out, only the fluid in her lungs kept her from doing so. Instead, she stretched out her hands and shuddered in pleasure, tail slipping between his legs and wrapping around his as she pushed out into the soft walls that contained her.

Jak was living in his own personal heaven here. As he usually just went for the full-tour vore, this time he was blessed with the presence of another, a female. A sumptuous, eager female who reciprocated his eager attitude and behaviour. Though he knew deep inside that he was being a bit more aggressive, sexually, than he usually was, something about the environment kept him well beyond properly aroused and he couldn't help himself.

To his delight, she seemed as into it as he was. Her tendrils waved back and forth between them, collecting juicy lubricant from Leera's walls to massage into his lower belly, cocks, and even around his balls.

Like Stoormor, he wasn't able to hold back very long. While his cocks slid in and out of Iraneth with ease, the flesh smothering him gave him the most full bodied orgasm he'd ever felt, urging him to buck wildly and slam his hips to hers with a gooey squelch he could hear even against Leera's throbbing heart and gurgling guts. Both cocks spewed his seed deep into her at once, though the mess erupted from between the cracks to mix with Leera's juices around them, bits of semen floating in the concoction that kept them floating in her flesh.

Iraneth wasn't done quite as quick, so she kept grinding against him while undulating her body in time with Leera, seeming to grind back against her as walls of guts squeezed in around the both of them, soft mounds filling in and smothering them from every angle. To her dismay, she found herself drifting off into a weird, lethargic slumber. She hadn't fully satisfied herself yet the way she wanted to, but the more sleep took over her, the less she cared. Before long, she was growing complacent enough to let her limbs grow weak and float in the flesh that surrounded her, with Jak on top of her, equally complacent. His cocks were still inside her but mostly soft and spewing bits of his mess into her.

Both were a little resistant of their slumber, but eventually accepted the quiet of sleep within Leera's belly.

Outside, Leera made one final yawn after the last group begrudgingly made their way into her belly. While she did so, Hida leapt off her snout and into her maw, wedging himself in between her lower gums and windpipe. Rather than swallow the little dragon, she gently kept her mouth partially shut to enclose him without actually doing harm. Her windpipe spoke to him.

"So that was fun. Bit more than I'm used to for the weekend suites, but it was nice. Jak showing up was a little unfortunate, but he knows the rules." She brought her tail up to the side of her maw, wiping away drool. "Lots of newcomers, too. I think based on their vigor inside-" She paused to feel a kick, giggling a bit. "-They definitely are enjoying themselves. I think I might make this a regular thing, if I get the interest."

Hida chirped, gently wedging his wrists between her teeth. "Could you start by sending me in to join them?" He shifted his body until he was lounging in her maw, tail and feet first towards her gullet.

But Leera wasn't prepared to have her prime prey going down her gullet today, so she clenched her throat to keep him from sliding down. "Not today, dear. Sorry." She lowered her chin to the ground and slithered her way back towards the twin doors, returning to the main hall with three distinct bulges throughout her form at the middle, two thirds back, and three quarters back. When she emerged back into the hall next to Vinn, she spat Hida out in a gooey mess on the desk. And addressed her receptionist. "So I guess that'll be all for now. Will you be collecting Theodit in the morning to serve breakfast when they reemerge and finish their tour?"

"Of course, my lady. Any complications that might need a potion's heal?" Vinn asked as he nodded, glancing over Hida as the little dragon shook his claws and wings free of Leera's drool to look at the bulges. "And got any more room in there for me?"

Leera shook her head, offering one final but brief yawn before slithering away. "Nope, you know you can have your turn when we don't have guests."

As she left the main hall, Vinn looked down at Hida and licked his lips, idly grabbing for a potion vial that he'd concocted to emulate Leera's internals. Hida squeaked and shriveled down in a look of mock fear before being snatched up by the lizard.

The next morning, back in the courtyard where she slept while playing host to guests, Leera was woken by the gentle motions and shifting of the first group, knocking at her back door. Though she was used to people waking up when the tour ended, panicking a bit to get out and resituate themselves, this was a little different.

In one tight squeeze, she shifted the first group out, and with a gooey lurch came Sparks. He fell flat on his side, curled in the fetal position with a visible erection. Instantly, he got to his feet and shook off, reaching outwards towards her vent as Garothal's tail emerged from the massive opening. Sparks coughed a few times to get the fluid out of his lungs as he grabbed Garothal's tail, raising it to expose the lizard's rump hole, which he promptly plugged.

This was not something Leera was used to seeing, so she kept her head poking up over her coiks to watch, not wanting to interrupt. With another natural squeeze, she forced Garothal's entire back end out, leaving his upper body resting inside her depths, leaving only Sapphire inside.

She wasn't as alert as the others yet, having not gotten close enough to the exit to let her complacency leave her. Still, she was lucid enough to enjoy the sensation of tongue lashing her plump folds, grab the head of whoever was going down on her, and subconsciously grind up against the soft snout. She still had the vial, which she'd managed to insert back inside her pussy for safe keeping, but Garothal wasn't going deep enough to coax it out, so she was fine.

Another powerful squeeze and lurch from Leera forced both Sapphire and Garothal out of her in a pile on top of a still-aroused and horny Sparks. Both chimera and lizard blinked and coughed out the fluid from their lungs, gaining their lucidity just in time to see two bulges shift through Leera's body, eventually having the remaining two groups emerge in gooey messes next to one another.

Within only minutes, all seven had finished their tour of Leera's digestive tract.

Garothal had enjoyed the most comforting stay at a VIP suite he ever had in his travels.

Sapphire had collected a sample of Leera's juices while also enjoying her stay.

Sparks got his wish to enjoy every bit of a snake, just like he'd read about in his comic books.

Emeraude's eye opening journey had altered her perception of what a snake massage could be.

Jak was granted his weekly post-fight massage with the added benefit of sexual pleasure.

Iraneth satisfied her curiosity both about the natural architecture of the castle and Leera's body.

Stoormor learned a thing or two about Leera's tribal history leading to her digestive cycle.

All in all, they all emerged, gooey but happy with their progress. While addressing them for the first time after their tour, Leera flicked her tongue and smiled. "Come on everyone, let's go to the stream and get cleaned off. Breakfast is waiting for you all....and no, I don't mean Hida." She winked and hissed as the group let the joke sink in.

Their time at the VoreCation suites was a massive success, an experience unlike any other.