A Private Feeding For Kynthia

Food and vore--the perfect combo! :3

The poll was tied between The Secret Dinner & The Fall Feast--so I'll go ahead and combine the two titles for tomorrow's story! C: No live writing today, since I have a really late night today.

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Kynthia stood outside the strip club, hesitant to go inside.  The shy gryphon had made her way over here, but now that she had actually arrived, she was holding herself back.  After a long moment, she took a deep breath, gathered her courage, and walked inside of the strip club.
Entering the building, she was immediately hit with sexy, alluring music pumping from the speakers.  As she closed the door, the gryphon looked around the room, taking in her new environment: neon lights hung from the ceiling, highlighting the dancers on the floor as they moved seductively to the beat.  There weren’t that many people around at this hour, it seemed, though there were a few sitting around the room watching the show.  Kynthia shyly shuffled into the room and found a seat, watching the dancers and taking some bills out of her purse to give to them.
She had planned on just getting a general look at the entire strip club, to see what it was all about.  But when she looked up from her purse, her eyes immediately gravitated toward a certain figure on the stage, and her pupils widened.
A kobold was dancing just a few feet away from her, spinning around the strip pole like an expert, her dark pink skin glowing underneath the neon lights.  She wore a scantily-clad black outfit and a crown with a blue teardrop gem—/Is this kobold a queen?/ Kynthia wondered.  Open toe high heeled boots adorned her feet, and when she moved, her beautiful pink tail would twirl with her.  Everything about this kobold was almost regal, from the way she moved, to the way she was dressed, and Kynthia couldn’t look away from her show.
Eventually, the kobold noticed Kynthia staring at her, and smiled, winking down at the gryphon as she watched.  “Like what you see?” the kobold teased, smirking and raising her leg high.
“Oh yes,” Kynthia blurted out, blushing.  “I like what I see quite a lot, actually. . .”
“Well, I’m glad you’re enjoying the show, cutie pie,” the kobold purred.  “What’s your name?”
“Kynthia,” the gryphon replied, face still bright red.  “W-What about you?  What’s your name?”
“My name’s Anvery,” said the kobold, turning around the gyrating her hips, emphasizing her ass with her dance moves.  “Always nice to see such adorable girls here at the club. . .”
Kynthia blushed redder.  At that moment, she remembered the bills in her hand, and shouted, “O-Oh, right!  Sorry.  Here!”  And threw one onto Anvery’s dance floor.
“Thanks, sweetheart,” Anvery said, continuing her routine with a smile.  “So, what brings you here tonight?”
“Um. . .”  Kynthia hesitated before answering.  “J-Just looking for some company, I guess,” she explained, still embarrassed.
Anvery laughed.  “Nothing to be ashamed of there,” she assured Kynthia.  “Plenty of people come here looking for company, after all. . . You’re far from the first.”
“That makes sense,” admitted the gryphon.  “Thank you.”
The kobold smiled.  “Would you like me to be your company tonight?”
Kynthia froze.  She looked up at Anvery in surprise.  “What?  R-Really?”
“Of course.  I could give you a private show, and we can spend some more . . . intimate time together,” explained the kobold with a grin.  “I would certainly like to spend more time with a cutie like you.  So, what do you say?  Want a private show with me?”
The gryphon thought for a moment.  She had honestly been hoping for this from the moment she laid eyes upon Anvery. . .!  This was great!  But she was pretty nervous. . . Was she ready for this?
/Ready or not, here I come/, Kynthia thought, feeling determined.  She looked up at the kobold, and said, “I-I would love a private show, please!”
“Excellent, darling,” purred Anvery.  “Then let me collect my things, and we’ll be on our way to the back.
The kobold grabbed up the cash that had been thrown at her, and then walked off stage.  She went around to the front area, and gestured for the gryphon to follow her.  “Come along with me, sweetie,” Anvery said, smiling.  Kynthia obeyed, walking with the kobold along the walls, until they reached one of the private rooms.
Anvery opened the door and explained, “So, the cost of this will depend on what you want me to do.  What did you have in mind for tonight?”
Kynthia followed the kobold inside, blushing like mad.  “W-Well, I, um, er. . .”
“Don’t be shy.  There’s nothing to be ashamed of,” the kobold assured the gryphon, putting a gentle hand on Kynthia’s shoulders as she closed the door behind them.  “What’s on your mind?”
“I. . .”  The grphyon gulped, and took a deep breath.  Then she blurted out, “I-I was wondering if you could f-feast on food for me. . .”
“Oh?” Anvery tilted her head, giving nothing away.
“And people, too,” added Kynthia, face beet red.  “Until you’re immobile.  If that’s ok?”
There was a pause.  Then a smile lit up Anvery’s face, and she said, “I’m certainly fine with that.  I know a few people here who would be happy to contribute to this “feast” by spending some time in my stomach, too.”
“Really?”  Kynthia’s eyes lit up.
“We’ve had this request before,” continued the kobold, “by more than a few customers.  So we have food in the back room specifically for this purpose.”  She gave the gryphon a reassuring smile.  “You have nothing to be ashamed of, sweetie.”
Kynthia let out a sigh of relief.  “Well, that’s good.”
Anvery grinned.  “I’ll get some food from the back room.  After that, you can pay for the private session—though keep in mind that getting me immobile is going to be expensive.  That’s money I’m losing by not dancing, after all!”
“That’s fine!” the gryphon blurted out.  “I understand.”
“Good.”  The kobold patted her on the shoulder.  “Then let’s get ready, shall we?”
Anvery went to the back and got the food, talking to some co-workers along the way about being live meals.  When she returned, she was holding a massive, triple-layer cake, one that went all the way up to the ceiling!  Kynthia paid the price for the night (300 dollars), and then sat down, waiting for the kobold to start eating.
And then, the feasting began.
Anvery reached out with one claw, and took a handful of the massive cake into her palm.  She inspected the big bite, and looked up with a smile.  “Looks tasty,” she purred, giving Kynthia a seductive glance.  “I can’t wait to dig into this big meal. . . Are you ready?”
“Oh yes,” Kynthia said eagerly, feeling her cock creating a bulge in her pants.  “I’m so ready for this.”
“Good.”  Anvery said, grinning.  “Then let’s get down to it, shall we?”
She opened her maw wide, and then shoved the cake into it, the handful filling her entire mouth and puffing up her cheeks, too.  Kynthia’s eyes widened as she watched in amazed awe, heart pounding as the night she had paid for got started.  It was really happening!  And eventually, the kobold wouldn’t even be able to move. . .!
“Mmm!” Anvery said, munching happily on the cake.  Speaking with her mouth full, she said, “So delicious. . . So sweet. . . I can’t get enough of this!  I’m going to need more for sure. . .!”
That made Kynthia’s heart beat even faster, and she pulled down her pants and underwear, stroking her hardening penis as she watched the kobold chew.
And, after thoroughly breaking down the piece of cake, Anvery gulped it down, and sent it to her stomach.
The gryphon watched the bulge of cake travel down the kobold’s throat, and become unable to be seen as it plopped into her stomach.  But the effect the massive bite had on Anvery was seen by Kynthia: her boobs jiggled underneath her outfit, and her butt swelled up underneath her outfit.
“Ooo, looks like I’m going to get even bigger,” the kobold purred, looking over at the gryphon.  “I’m excited for that.  Aren’t you, cutie?”
“I am,” Kynthia said, gripping her dick in her feathered hand.
“I can see that,” Anvery teased, and the gryphon blushed.  “Don’t worry, you have nothing to be ashamed of,” she assured her.  “Excitement is good.  Especially the physical kind. . .”
She then turned her focus back to the cake.  “So let’s not put this off any further.  Let’s eat~!”
The kobold shoved bite after bite of cake into her drooling, dripping maw, forcing handfuls of the baked good into her mouth.  It swelled up her cheeks enormously, puffing her up, and though she had to chew slowly to make her way through all of those big bites, she did so eagerly, always looking forward to the next one.
And the effect the cake had on Anvery was clearly seen.  At first, just her belly began to grow, inflating with every bite the kobold took.  It started small, but quickly grew to the size of a basketball, then a watermelon, and from there, it just got crazier and crazier.  It didn’t take long for Anvery’s stomach to be absolutely massive, dragging on the floor in front of her an inflated to preposterous size.  Her clothes were long since shredded by the inflating belly.
But that wasn’t the only thing that inflated.  Because with every bite of cake that the kobold ate, her breasts and butt also grew in size.  This, too, started small, stretching the fabric ever so slightly as Anvery chomped down on her food.  But soon, her clothing couldn’t contain her growing parts, and her breasts and ass broke through the fabric, ripping right through!  The kobold gasped in surprise as her clothing fell to the floor, and turned to Kynthia with a grin.  “Delightful, isn’t it?” she asked, smirking.  “I love growing big for you~!”
The gryphon blushed bright red, still stroking her cock.  “Please keep going,” she begged.
“Very well,” purred Anvery, shoveling in more cake.  “If you insist~!”
And so she kept eating, her breasts, belly, and boobs growing bigger and bigger as she ate more and more food.  It seemed like she could not stop growing, as she inflated in size more and more, unwilling or unable to stop her inflation as she shoveled in more and more cake.
Until, finally, it was finished.  The kobold took in the last bite of the enormous dessert, and turned to Kynthia, letting out a loud /buuuuurp/.  “How’s that?” she teased.  “Big enough for you?”
Her belly was indeed enormous, and her breasts and ass were also massive in size.  All of it turned Kynthia on so much—but she wanted more.
Anvery saw the look in the gryphon’s eyes and said, “That’s what I thought, cutie.  You want me to have some live meals now, don’t you?”
“Y-Yes,” stammered Kynthia, embarrassed and turning red.  “I really do. . . Is that ok?”
“Is that ok?!”  The kobold laughed.  “Any day I get to have a live meal for a customer is a good day, cutie.  I can’t wait to have some tasty treats.”
She waddled to the door and opened it.  “Ace!  Jiana!” Anvery called outside.  “C’mere!  It’s time for you to be my meals.”
She waddled back inside the room and sat down, waiting.  A moment later, two figures entered the room: the live food.
“I have a few volunteers here,” Anvery said, burping loudly.  “They’ve both expressed desire to be my dinner tonight. . . Isn’t that right, Ace?  Jiana?”
“That’s right!” Ace, a plumped-up crow, said cheerfully.  He was staring at Anvery’s maw, clearly enticed by it.
“Yep,” said Jiana—her face looked mostly bored, but her eyes were bright and interested.  The hyena was looking at the kobold’s massive stomach, definitely eager to get inside.
“Alright then,” said Anvery, licking her lips.  “Come here, Ace.  It’s time for you to go down the hatch.”
“Y-Yes ma’am!” the crow stammered, stepping forward nervously.  Kynthia watched as he went up to the kobold until he was standing in front of her grumbling stomach.
“Right,” said Anvery, burping again, right in the crow’s face.  “Let’s get you in my gut.”
She reached forward and grabbed the crow by the arms, getting a solid grip on him before she began.  Then, she opened her mouth wide.
Ace and Kynthia gasped at the stunning display.  The kobold’s maw was drooling much more than with any of the food, absolutely filled to the brim with saliva.  The tongue was dripping with spit, as were her sharp teeth.  And behind it all, Anvery’s dark throat beckoned to her meals. . .
The kobold took a moment to display her hungry mouth to her victim.  Then, without warning, she suddenly shoved him inside.
The crow let out a startled cry as he entered her maw, his head landing on her huge, hungry tongue.  Immediately, the organ assaulted his face, slamming into his cheeks faster than he could blink.  It lapped up his entire head, licking every area and leaving no stone unturned as he was relentlessly tasted.  All the while, Anvery let out satisfied, “Mmmm!” sounds and “Ahhhh!” noises.  Clearly, her food tasted quite good.  But even good food had to go down eventually. . .
And soon, eventually came.  Satisfied, she stopped licking Ace’s head—by now, it was completely covered with saliva, with drool dripping down his feathers.  The crow waited patiently for what would happen next.  And then—
/Gulp!/ Anvery sent her prey down her throat with a satisfied swallow, which shoved him forward into her hungry esophagus.  Immediately, he went from the loose, cozy space of her mouth, to the tight, cramped tunnel of her throat—his head was completely stuck in here, and he couldn’t move.  Not that he wanted to.  In fact, Ace was quite eager to get to her stomach—and now that he was in her throat, he could hear it growling below, ready for the new food. . .
The kobold tasted the next part of her prey, licking up his neck and shoulders, loving the gamey taste of the crow.  Then, she sucked in more of him, gulping him down and moving onto tasting his upper back.
Ace was shoved deeper into her throat, forced down the tight tunnel as it clamped around his head.  The stomach was getting louder now—every second, he was getting closer to it, which made his heart pound in excitement. . .
Anvery was growing impatient now—she wanted the food in her stomach now, damn it!  So she slurped in the crow’s back, tasting his chest and big stomach quickly as she forced it inside of her.  Once she gulped in his midsection, he reached his destination.
Ace slid down the constricting throat bit by bit, until finally, his head popped into a new space, a more open one.  It greeted him with loud grunts and growls, assaulting him with sounds, and food slid past his head as the walls moved.  Heart pounding with excitement, he realized where he was: Anvery’s stomach.  At last!
He wiggled his body eagerly, wanting to go deeper, and the kobold laughed around her food, tasting his upper legs.  “Patience, meat,” she purred, licking up the crow.  “You’ll get inside me eventually, after all. . .!”
She slurped in his legs like spaghetti noodles, sucking them in quickly, and that shoved Ace deeper into her growling gut.  He was forced to curl up alongside the rest of the food in her humongous belly, treated like any other morsel of food that entered her large gut.  After all, that’s all the crow was now: food.
Only Ace’s feet were left.  Anvery savored the last bite of her meal, licking and sucking his meaty ankles, but finally, it was time to force him down.  And so, she gulped in the last bit of her prey, and soon, all of the crow was inside of her stomach.
Kynthia’s eyes widened as the last of Ace slipped inside of the kobold.  She had seen how much the living meal was enlarging Anvery in real time, and now, seeing that the crow made the kobold even bigger was amazing!  The stomach increased in size, as did the butt and boobs, which inflated even more than before!  Her heart was pounding with excitement—if Ace made Anvery that big, how much bigger would she be after swallowing Jiana?  She couldn’t wait to find out.
Meanwhile, inside of the kobold’s gut, Ace curled up near the rumbling walls of the stomach, tucked away with the rest of the food.  He sighed in contentment, loving being treated like a meal like this—that was why he always volunteered for these shows.  And soon, Jiana would be in here, too!  That should be quite good. . .
“Jiana,” Anvery said, letting out a belch as Ace moved around inside.  “Let’s go.  I need another meal—right now.”
The hyena nodded, and walked forward, looking a bit anxious.  “You ready?” the kobold asked her.  “You look nervous.”
Jiana blushed.  “I-I’ve just never been eaten before,” she stammered, all indifference gone from her face.  “I’ve always wanted to, but . . . I never have.”
“That’s alright,” Anvery reassured her.  “Here, we’ll go feet first for you, so that you can ease into it.  Trust me, you’re going to love being my feast.”
The hyena smiled, and pulled up a chair.  Then she sat down and stuck her feet up, laying them on Anvery’s stomach and pointing them at the kobold’s maw.  “I’m all yours.”
“Excellent,” Anvery purred, licking her lips.  “Then it’s time for my second main course. . .~!”
The kobold opened her mouth wide, displaying the drooly maw all over again.  It looked like she was just as eager to eat up the hyena, Kynthia noticed.  And that was fantastic—it made the gryphon’s heart pound in excited eagerness.  She leaned forward in her seat, not wanting to miss even a second of this feasting.
Anvery clamped her jaws around Jiana’s feet, making the hyena let out a surprised moan.  Jiana gasped as her feet were licked up by the kobold, hit relentlessly by the large tongue, which didn’t miss even one spot.  The realization was hitting her now: she was truly going to be food for somebody!  At last, she was going to be a meal!
Anvery saw the joy on her prey’s face, and smiled, continuing to lap up Jiana’s feet.  Unlike the crow’s gamey taste, the hyena had a sweet flavor to her, one with just a hint of salt in the meat.  It was just as delicious, and Anvery found herself drooling even more.  She wished she could taste her meat forever—but all food had to go down eventually, after all.
Soon enough, she had tasted all of Jiana’s feet.  And so, she shoved them to the back of her mouth, and a loud /gulp/ sent them into her throat.
The hyena cried out in surprise as she was tugged forward, pushed closer to Anvery by the swallowing.  She could feel her feet inside of the esophagus, which clamped relentlessly around her flesh, not letting go even for a second.  Her heart was pounding with excitement and nervousness.  She was on her way to the stomach. . .
Meanwhile, Kynthia was getting extremely turned on.  Seeing the crow swallowed down, and now seeing the hyena being eaten?  It was just too much.  She reached down and stroked her already-hard cock, unable to resist teasing herself as the feasting continued.  She was just too stimulated at this point. . .
Anvery didn’t even notice—she was so caught up in her feeding, that was all she was thinking about.  She slurped in Jiana’s legs bit by bit, gulping them in slowly so she could taste all of that delicious flavor.  First came the ankles and lower legs, which she snatched up like candy; then came the knees, which added some nice uniqueness to the flavor; then came the upper legs, which were even bigger pieces of meat than the lower legs, and were such a beautiful treat.  The kobold enjoyed them all, and when she swallowed the hyena’s midsection, it began.
Jiana felt her legs go down, down, down the tight throat, traveling bit by bit to the stomach.  But it was only when her midsection was swallowed that she finally reached it: her feet left the cramped confines of the esophagus, and entered a more open space.  It greeted her by letting out a growl so loud, everyone heard it (and inside, Ace was jostled about), and food rubbed up against her feet.  “Holy shit,” the hyena gasped, the realization of it all hitting her at once.  “I-I’m finally going to be food?!”
Anvery laughed.  “You always were food, honey,” she teased.  “I’m just the one who saw your true potential.”
And with that, she sucked in Jiana’s belly, slurping up more of her prey and sending the hyena deeper into her gut.  Jiana gasped as more of her entered Anvery’s large stomach, and could feel her legs moving about in the large, beautiful space.  It grunted and growled with her presence, and she could feel the vibrations hitting her skin, making her fur tingle with each new sound wave.  She was finally going to be nothing but food for another being, sent down to a hungry gut as a meal!  It was certainly a thrilling thought, that was for sure.
Anvery swallowed the hyena’s chest, then tilted her head up to make the last few bites a bit easier for herself.  Now, it was only Jiana’s shoulders, neck, and head left—after that, the hyena would be all inside of her.  And that was a thrilling thought for both parties.
The kobold chuckled around her prey.  “See you on the other side,” she purred to her meal.  Then, without warning, she sucked the rest of Jiana into her hungry mouth.
The hyena was tossed into a chaotic maw, the tongue slamming into her face and licking up her entire head in a matter of seconds.  Jiana laughed at the ticklish sensation, loving being tasted and savored like this—she loved the thought of being savored especially—and she leaned into the licks, enjoying them.  Being a meal like this was . . . nice, really.
Anvery tasted her prey for a little bit longer, making sure she got every bit of meat.  Then, finally, she gulped down the last bite, sending it down to her growling, eager gut.
Jiana’s head was forced into the cramped throat, which tightly squeezed around her face as it sent her down to the stomach, inch by inch.  Slowly she made her way down to the gut, her body emptying inside of the space, until finally. . .
There it was!  The hyena’s head popped out of the throat and into Anvery’s hungry belly, which greeted her with hungry groans and gurgles.  Her body curled up in the large space, and she found herself next to Ace, who was pressed against the walls.
“Hey there,” teased the crow.  “Having a good time?”
“Oh, /hell/ yes,” replied Jiana, sighing with contentment.  “This is amazing.”
“Good,” Ace said, grinning.  “I’m glad.”
Outside, Jiana’s presence was causing Anvery to grow once again.  Her stomach inflated outward, of course, but her boobs and butt inflated more than before, growing to massive size.  The kobold let out a burp.
“That was delicious,” she said, smiling.  “Now, let’s see if I can. . . ?”
Anvery tried to stand up from the ground, but found that she could not.  She tried again, then again, but no matter what, she couldn’t move.  The kobold turned to Kynthia with a smirk.
“Looks like you’ve immobilized me,” Anvery said, grinning.  “So.  What are you going to do with me now?”
The gryphon stood up, and walked toward the immobile kobold.  “I’d love to rub my cock on that belly of yours,” she said, sounding more confident than she had been all night.  “Turn us both on.  What do you think of that?”
“Why, that sounds absolutely lovely,” purred Anvery.  “Go ahead.  I want to feel that beautiful dick of yours on me. . .!”
“If you insist,” teased Kynthia, “then I’ll have to indulge you~!”
She walked forward, hand on her cock, and began rubbing it on the large, stuffed belly, going slowly at first, then gyrating faster on the big, fat stomach.  “Oooo, there we go,” said Anvery, leaning back and loving the sensation on her gut.  “That feels good.  Keep going, won’t you?”
The gryphon did, gyrating her hips, pressing her penis into the pleasurable gut.  “I love seeing you, so big and fat like this,” Kynthia said, starting to pant now.  “Just a nice, big belly for me to play with, after eating all that food—that’s all you are to me now, understand?”
Anvery grinned, and a smirk crossed the kobold’s face.  “So, you did this all so you could have you way with me,” she teased.  “How clever of you.
“Damn right,” said Kynthia, laughing.  “And it looks like you enjoy the notion of being used like this.”
“Indeed, you gut slut,” teased the kobold.  “Indeed I do.”
The gryphon blushed, and Anvery hesitated.  Had she gone too far, calling her that?  But then Kynthia grinned wide, and said, “Why, I am /quite/ the gut slut.  Who can blame me, after seeing such big, beautiful bellies like yours?”
She reached out, and pressed her hands into the kobold’s large stomach, squishing her hands into the huge, round, unbelievable belly.  At the same time, she pressed her cock, which was dripping with precum, into the massive gut.  “Such a nice, round belly,” purred Kynthia, rubbing it in slow circles and gyrating her hips.  “And now that you can’t move, it’s all mine~!”
For the first time that night, it was Anvery that was blushing.  The kobold turned red as Kynthia pressed her dick against her, and squeezed the big, bloated gut with those winged hands.  She smiled and leaned back, loving all of the attention as the gryphon was giving her.
Kynthia, on her part, continued to press her penis against the big, bloated belly, and squished her hands deeper in the large gut, massaging it.  Inside, Ace and Jiana could feel the pressure the gryphon was exerting onto the stomach, and it actually felt nice—both of them leaned into the presses and relaxed, loving the feeling.
Kynthia licked her lips and leaned down, then ran her tongue across the massive belly.  “I’ve fattened you up so nicely,” she teased.
“That you have,” agreed Anvery.  “I can’t deny that, that’s certainly for sure. . .”
“Maybe I’ve fattened you up so you can be my meal,” the gryphon continued.  “A nice, fat snack, to go down my throat and into my belly. . . What do you think of that?”
The kobold laughed.  “That certainly sounds like quite an interesting trip,” she purred.  “I wonder what the inside of your gut looks like?  Perhaps it’s nice and cozy.”
“Perhaps,” said Kynthia, pressing her cock harder against the big, fat belly, getting even more turned on than she had been before.  “I can already imagine you in there, squirming about.”
“Oh you can, can you?”
“Yes.  Though, on the other hand . . . perhaps you’re better off out here, as my stuck prisoner.  I get to play with you more, after all.”
“That is indeed true, cutie.”
And so it went on, with Kynthia teasing the immobilized Anvery, and Anvery tossing words back in return.  The more the two talked, the more turned on the gryphon got, and she worked her self up until. . .
Until it finally happened.
Kynthia let out an aroused cry and closed her eyes as she orgasmed, cum shooting from her penis and staining Anvery’s huge, bloated belly, covering the front of it with semen.  The kobold smirked as she watched the gryphon ride through her orgasm, loving the look on her face, the beautiful expression of bliss that took over every other emotion.  It was glorious.
Kynthia finally came down from her high, and opened her eyes, looking down at the big gut in front of her.  Now that she was done, her shyness returned, and took over the confident personality that she had gained.  “Oh, I-I’m sorry!” she stammered.  “I got you all dirty, let me clean that—”
“No,” Anvery said firmly, surprising the gryphon.  She continued, “I want you to keep your mark on me for a little bit longer~.”
Kynthia blushed beet red, but a smile crossed her face.  “O-Ok.  That sounds good.  I’d like that.”
“Excellent.”  The kobold leaned back.  “Now, please rub my stomach.  You were doing such a good job before, after all—you can’t just stop now!”
“Alright, alright,” the gryphon replied, laughing.  She leaned forward and ran her winged hands across the big stomach, pressing into the squishy surface and giving an excellent belly massage along the way.  “How’s that?”
“Ooooo . . . does that feel good!” Anvery exclaimed, sighing in contentment.  “Don’t stop, please.”
“Ok, I won’t.”
There was a short silence as Kynthia rubbed the kobold, stomach, and Anvery relaxed, letting herself get caught up in the belly rubs.  But then the kobold realized something, and said, smirking, “Looks like you’ll have to help me digest this meal.”
The gryphon turned red again.  “O-Ok!”  She said eagerly.  But then she remembered Ace and Jiana.  “But what about your coworkers?”
“My stomach won’t digest them—it’s not strong enough,” Anvery explained.  “It will digest the food around them, and leave them behind—then I can spit them back up.  Trust me, we’ve done it before.”
“That’s good, then,” said Kynthia, sighing in relief.
“So. . .”
“So?”
The kobold smiled.
“You going to help me digest, or what?”