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The tail lashes out with surprising speed, winding tight around the Umbreon’s body before another word can be spoken. It strengthens its grip as Deirdre ‘hmms’ in thought, rubbing two of her claws together. The Charizard’s wings spread slightly, thin leathery-blue skin stretching out and contrasting with the deep orange of her scales. A long, lithe neck curves down from her draconic head, a relatively slim pair or shoulders and arms making way for a much larger belly. The scales there are much lighter in colour, and softer in texture. The Umbreon learns this quickly by how her tail pulls him in toward her, showing as much strength as any pair of arms as his head is squashed in against her pliable belly.

“A special service? Word has spread to you, has it? I think you already know the answer to that question… at least in part. Luckily for you I’ve been going -ages- since the last time I ate something big enough to fill me. My services can be hard to explain, so I think a physical demonstration is in order…”

As she speaks the tail continues to wind around the Umbreon’s body, curling around his neck and fitting around it firmly, like an oversized collar. The flame flickers harmlessly against his cheek, only light groans heard as Deirdre breathes in and out slowly. Each inhale makes her belly push out against him, though her tail keeps him from moving even an inch backward. The expanding belly engulfs his face and most of his head, the soft scales molding over him in a tight and warm embrace. And then it pulls backward as she exhales, the gurgling cavern inside retreating only to approach again and again.

“Some people prefer to go slower. Others want to get in as fast as they can. Others want to be hunted, pinned down and devoured despite how hard they struggle. But when it’s just left to me? I prefer to savour my prey…”

The Charizard’s jaws part as she speaks, a long and slightly raspy tongue dragging slowly across her upper lip and teeth. The Umbreon is brought up closer, freeing him from the rumbling gut only to be greeted by a forceful exhalation of breath. Hot, steaming air billows around him, another loud rumble echoing up from deeper inside her half-way parted jaws. Deirdre sits slowly, settling in with her thick, trunk-sized legs spreading in front of her. The angle lets her tail lift the Umbreon higher, his feet dangling above her jaws as she chuckles faintly.

“Oh, but don’t worry. You’ll make it out fine. I never limit myself to eating the same meal only once.”

While the ominous ‘threat’ sinks in Deirdre’s jaws open fully beneath him, the tail flipping him around until he was face-first against her slathering tongue. What little he could glimpse beyond the wet, powerful muscle was an expanse of glistening red flesh, hot and stale breath constantly wafting up over him as he was tasted. And beyond, a deep red ring of tight, pulsating flesh, the entrance to the Charizard’s throat…

All at once, the pressure around him was gone. The tail had fallen away, leaving him to fall directly in against her throat. The sudden intrusion made Deirdre swallow instinctively, hot and powerful muscles gripping and dragging the squirming dark type into her throat. She closes her eyes happily, running a single claw along the bulge of his head before swallowing again. This one was purposeful, powerful. Experienced and strong muscles rippled and undulated around him, dragging his shoulders and chest in at an alarming rate. Another gulp echoes around him before he had a chance to get used to his situation, front paws pinned to his chest as she started guzzling down his belly.

With the prey half inside of her, Deirdre finally takes a moment to savour him. She pauses with his hips dangling from her maw, sucking over his belly and dragging her tongue through the soft, fine fur. It was only when he started to squirm that Deirdre swallowed again, pulling his hips straight down into her throat. The bulge in her long neck constantly shifted downward, disappearing behind her chest only to reappear as a faint, squirming bulge in her rounded belly. One of her clawed hands pats happily at the bulge inside, one last gulp all it takes to seal him completely inside.

“Gnnh… RRRUUUOOOORRRRPPP!” Deirdre bellows out a massive belch as the Umbreon settles inside, the air around him rushing out and leaving most of his body to be squashed inside her. Deirdre rumbles happily as the last echoes of her belch fade away, the window frames rattling back into place as her tail curls around herself. “Ahhh… that concludes part one of our demonstration.” She says happily, giving the bulge another pat. “The second will be how my belly can squeeze and massage you inside, and the third… well, that’s what these are for.” She chuckled, popping the Reviver Seed in her maw and swallowing it down. “For now, just relax… I know how to take care of my clients.”