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Now, the kobold's legs and tail are the only things sticking out of the lamia's mouth. With a heft of her tail, Aelis pushes herself up to a standing position for her master and his guests to watch. Her eyes roll back, her tongue sticks out, the base of it rubbing at the kobold's slit and tasting the salty expulsions from her own femcock. Even as her belly begins to bulge with the weight of the small-sized snack within her, she jerks off with such intensity as to make her palm raw.

Kret's hand joins Aelis's tongue, spreading her slit wide and letting the cream filling from their previous lovemaking glaze her taste buds. Truly, this is the most sincere form of love, and Aelis's body twitches and jerks, fighting to stay up or fall back down to the ground and become, once more, a twitching mass of pleasure.

Aelis's mouth has returned to an almost-normal size. Her cum-drenched tongue slides out, the long appendage wrapping around Kret's heels, pushing up between two of her toes, and resting upon her soles. The kobold tries to kick, but it is no use. After all, she wants this, too, but damn if that didn't tickle something awful.

Tilting her head back and yanking in those lassoed feet, the lamia brings the feet of the little lizard girl inside of her with one last gulp. Accompanying that swallow, Aelis falls to her back, the oozing dick shoots off into the air with much more passion and force than when she made love to the kobold. Soon, the snake's humanoid upper body is drizzled with pearly ooze of satisfaction, decorating her extended, almost pregnant, belly, and accenting her serpent tits. She falls back, her arms splayed, tail uncoiling, and breathes heavily as she stares up and to the side to look at her master once more.

As she lays upon the ground, she moves her hand, now free from jerking herself, and brushes a finger at the tail of kobold's tip. It's the only thing left to tell the world what went inside of the lamia, and though it's broken, still Kret could feel the strokes along it, adding the sensation of a sensuous stroke to the searing pain. The combination is the supreme form of living, and makes the kobold gasp loud enough for even the lamia to hear. But the time for playing is finally over, and Aelis is tired. With her lips pursed, the lamia sucks in the tail with a loud slurp, followed by a pop and sighs, laying back, hands supporting her head as her tail casually draws circles in the sand.

Vijaya stands up from his throne and claps his hands. "Magnificent," He calls out. "Truly, you are our greatest weapon against those who would seek to enslave us, Aelis. You are our champion, my champion. Surely, not even the greatest of the monsters sent to us can defeat you."

Aelis smiles and nods to her master, before she closes her eyes to take a well-deserved nap, her hands rubbing over her sperm-stained tits and then resting finally on her belly, where deep within, Kret squirms.

Kret's journey takes her down through Aelis's esophagus. The muscle pushes and contracts her all the way down as she makes her way to the final digestion in the lamia's stomach. But she hugs herself curling her toes and closing her eyes in the darkness of the body. "Don't worry, Kret," she breathes to herself," you are going to be alright..."

The sweet nothings come to her mind as, despite being so lovingly embraced by her lover's muscles and organs, she feels Kret's hands caressing her. She imagines her tongue licking at her cheek as digestive enzymes coat her.

"Lovely Kret. Foolish Kret," she says to herself. "You aren't scared of this at all. And if you had it your way, maybe you'd actually let the snake finish you off and end your suffering?"

"N... no..." Kret says, twitching as her body shifts and plummets into the sack deep inside the snake. "I have too much to live for. I have to get out. I have to find him. I have to pay her back. I have to kill the bouncer!"

"Then, you know what must be done."

"I can't do it... I can't do any of it," Kret says, as the walls around her, once so accommodating, excrete a hissing substance that splats over her scales. The tingling is so familiar, just like the cube that had engulfed her what seems like a lifetime ago.

"You can't, or you won't?" Kret asks herself, and it feels like a finger brushes over her naked neck, unhindered by the collar that suppresses her magic.

"I... I can't," she says, shuddering under the touch, but her words become gargled, her nose pressed up against the stomach lining. Gurgling acid rises up, ejaculating from the walls, and filling the bladder with the dissolving acid. Even as she attempts to speak out against herself, her words come out only as a burbling mess under the digestive juices.

"Too late, little Kret," the Kobold says to herself. "But maybe, just maybe, luck will be on our side once again. If not, enjoy this final ride."

Part of her is so calm, too calm. From the tip of her nose to the end of her broken and throbbing tail, Kret feels the juices slosh and bubble around her, yet they do not burn. All she feels is the delightful tingle, the same tingle that filled her when she was in the jelly. It's the very same feeling that drove her to pleasure herself with that egg toy back in the caravan. She groans inside of Aelis's stomach, rolling around and bending over, reaching down and sliding fingers into her slit. If this is the way she's going to go, then she'll go out riding high. But as she bends forward, she feels a pop. She opens her eyes, and in the stretched stomach she sees something else floating along with her. She gasps, taking in some of the acid. With a few hacking coughs, she grasps at her neck, feeling not the metal bands that had impeded her for so long, but the raw throbbing flesh underneath.

"So," Kret says, nipping gently on Kret's neck. "What were you saying about not being able to do anything?"

"I... I can!" she says, her face twisting into a smile. Her eyes glow deep in that darkness as she merrily jerks around in her excitement.

"I can... I can, and I will!"