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Ilyana feeds Crisis
On a distant world far removed from our own, a young lilac haired mage had gone through a portal from her own world in search of a long lost friend. The young woman's name was Ilyana, and he'd left her home of Telius to search the outrealms for the leader of the Greil mercenaries and hero of Tellius, Ike. She'd left the merchants that had become like family to her over the years to embark on her journey, but somehow she suspected she would never return. Most of her friends she'd made from the war had moved on with their lives and so she sought out the one person who she thought might bring them together again... yet even if she found him she wasn't sure what she'd be able to do to convince him to come home. Perhaps in the end she left her world not so much to find Ike, but to find a new meaning to her life.
So here she was, off in another world with a different group of merchants who seemed to think this world they were in was far too dangerous to remain in for long. She didn't particularly like the group she was with, but they had been kind enough to let her tag along and act as their guard. She was one of the most fearsome lightning mages in her world, so not even a dragon would want to face her in combat. Little did she know a dragon was the least of the dangers this strange world they'd found themselves in had to offer. She didn't think twice about going off to roam the expansive jungle like forest, curious about the world they were in too much to stay cooped up in her tent while the merchants bickered about something in the central tent.
While she walked, her stomach began to growl with hunger and all she could do was sigh lamentfully. She'd eaten three meals this morning, but clearly she should have packed an extra one. For as long as she could remember, she was always hungry, and she often sympathized with those who were starving feeling as though she herself was almost always starving. Not not enough to share her food, but she certainly understood very well the pain of an empty stmach. Her body was strange in that she could ead and eat and never get full, or even gain weight! Perhaps it was this perpetual hunger that made food the single most important thing in her life.
She would even go so far as to say that food was life! She looked up at the trees that were so big that not even the tallest castle or tower she'd ever seen could compare to that height. She had to wonder what sort of animals could inhabit a world like this if the trees were this big. She'd seen fairly normal creatures like deer and rabbits, but her imagination couldn't help but wonder. Sometimes her love of food was so strong she wondered what it might be like to be food, to give someone the same kind of joy and satisfaction that food gave her. It was a silly fantasy, something that could never actually come true, but someone thoroughly enjoying her flavor pleased a certain something inside of her. Of course the problem with this fantasy was that she hated the thought of being crushed and shredded to pieces by something chewing her up, so she usually just brushed it off as some utterly strange sexual fantasy. She was still a virgin, so her ideas of sex and love were naive at best, and downright stupid or dangerous at worst.
It was slowly dawning on her that she was dangerously far away from the camp now, and that she wouldn't even be able to hear them from here. They might even decide to leave this world without her with the way they had been going on about the dangers of this world. What could possibly be out here that would scare them so, even after seeing what she was capable of? It was that very thought that was the only thing that kept her alert enough to hear the rustle of something off to her side. She spun on the heels of her white leather boots whipping out her lightning tome and her hands crackling with energy that she was preparing to unleash.
"Who's there?!"
Her jaw dropped at the awe inspiring sight before her, and her magic fizzled as she was too surprised and shocked to concentrate. Before her loomed a smiling cheerful woman with striking blonde hair, blue eyes, bare breasts, and a long teal snake's tail. She was also nearly nintey feet long! She only realized a moment later that she was being lifted into the air by the scruff of her neck, dangling above the Naga's smiling face. What Ilyana had not known was the danger of the name Felarya that the merchants had labeled this world they'd stopped off in, and now Ilyana was literally face to face with it. Crisis the Naga had found the young woman, and even now was cheerfully wondering how she would taste.
"Hi!" There was a wide smile on her face, with teeth the size of Ilyana's head. The reason she noticed those teeth was that Crisis was opening her mouth much wider. Wider than she'd need to to plop her in her mouth and eat her... if she had any intention of chewing. Her tongue was being rolled out of her lips, long and wet and ready to welcome the little mage to her new home. This was impossible, this could not be happening! Even in Ilyana's wildest imaginings she'd never imagined something this big, or that it would want to slurp her up like some sort of noodle!
Ilyana gasped when she saw Crisis mouth open up so wide, taken aback by just how magnificent a sight the giantess was. The detail was incredible, she'd never taken the time to closely examine the inside of anyone's mouth before but there was little else she could do when it easily loomed below her like some sort of impossible chasm of death! It was like the combination of emotions that went with looking down from someplace incredibly high, where the view was absolutely breathtaking, but falling was so very lethal... albeit a much slower demise if Crisis didn't chew.
"Um... hi?" Really she should have come up with a better response, or tried to fight back somehow, but she was still too stunned by the surrealism of one of her fantasies coming true. She was being lowered towards that mouth, an incredibly inviting looking mouth that made Ilyana's breath catch in her throat, and her thighs tingle with the arousal that shot through her. There was only one problem with this scenario... actually make that two! This was a one way lethal trip that there would be no return from! Even it wasn't... "WAIT! Please let me take my clothes off first?!"
The request was so strange, it had undeniably given her pause, which made Ilyana sigh in relief. Crisis stopped, her mouth staying open, but with a certain slackness to her jaw now. Crisis blinked repeatedly. "Huh? Most humans just beg me not to eat them...." She reached up with her other hand, curiously poking at Ilyana's belly which caused her to giggle a little in a mix of terror and ticklishness. Nope! This was definitely a real girl here!
Clothes... The naga was pretty sure those were the coverings that humans wore. All the humans she'd met had been pretty attached to them, too. She knew some nagas liked to strip them off their food, yet the food wanting to take them off!? She always just assumed the clothes were just extra food for her belly, so she had to stop to actually think about this. It took a lot to get Crisis to stop and think before eating someone, but this was such a bizarre situation that Ilyana had managed to do the nearly impossible and bought herself a moment's more freedom outside the stomach.
"Why would you want to take your clothes off?"
Ilyana visibly sighed in relief when Crisis paused in her plans to devour her, at least for the time being. It wasn't a long term distraction and if anything she would just be exposing herself to more danger this way, but this was a fantasy of hers she really wanted to fulfill! This was one of her only chances in a lifetime to see it come true so even though her survival instincts screamed at her to flee when the time was right, she swallowed them down and... she couldn't help but giggle when Crisis poked her tummy.
"Flavor!" She clapped her hands together and gave Crisis a beaming grin. She knew she hadn't given Crisis a long term distraction, and if anything she was simply exposing herself to more danger with this suggestion. She was fairly certain however that her lightning magic wasn't much of a match for something the size of a small mountain, and this was all falling in place with her secret little fantasy so well that she didn't want to let this opportunity pass. So while this was dangerous, stupid, and likely one of the last mistakes she'd ever make, she was too excited by the prospect of it to back down now. She began to pace on Crisis hand, explaining herself further.
"Think about it, what do humans taste like? What do clothes taste like?" She put her finger in her mouth, not really completely understanding the appeal... but hoping that Crisis who wanted to eat her would. "Mmm! Right? But go ahead, give this a taste!"
She took off her cape and put it on the palm of Crisis hand, sitting back on her fingers to watch as Crisis pinched the cape gently between her forefinger and thumb, staring at the tiny scrap of cloth. She shrugged, lifting it above her jaws and dropping it in like a human. It's texture wasn't anything unusual, but without the weight of a human it pretty much just stuck to her tongue! She gave a displeased sort of look, almost as if Ilyana had tricked her into eating the cloak, but nodded in agreement with Ilyana's assessment.
"You see what I mean? Why waste a perfectly delicious treat by leaving the wrapper on?" She leaned back into Crisis' hand and wiggled one of her boot clad foot in the air, trying to tease the gargantuan predeator a little bit. Her tease was rewarded by the sight of Crisis eagerly licking her lips, looking as if she wanted to reach out with her tongue and slurp her up right there and then. Ilyana gulped, fear and intense arousal coursing through her like her blood was freezing but her body was on fire.
"Let me get undressed and you can have a much tastier time. I'm a gourmet myself, so even if I have to die I can't stand the thought of letting anyone ruin a good meal! I just ask for two things in return for my suggestion, if you find it to your liking. I... I'd like you to eat me slowly so we can both savor this, and..." She took out her staff, resting it and her lightning tome against the palm of Crisis' hand where she'd laid the cloak moments before.
"I'd like you to find these a good home. They're very valuable magical items that have been blessed by the goddess Yune. The lightning tome is the most powerful in my world, so I'd like someone of suitable skill and talent to be able to use it if you're taking me. They don't have to be human, any magical being with enough power and study should be able to use it if they take the time to learn, but the tome cannot be destroyed, and to have it sit in your stomach for all eternity would be a tragedy. Besides, someone might be a talented lightning mage like me and give you a serious tummy ache if you let it sit in your stomach."
Little gears were still turning inside Crisis's blonde skull as she tried to process everything that Ilyana was telling her. A human who wanted to be eaten! "You're not going to try and leave my tummy after, are you?" But this human was even giving up her stuff! Her intensely magical stuff...
Ilyana merely laughed at Crisis question, shaking her lilac haired head back and forth ruefully. "Believe me, I wouldn't even know how to leave your stomach."
"Subeta loves artifacts like that..." There was also Vivian, but she had her own magic. Crisis decided to take the staff and book, scooping them up like she had the cloth. These were delicately placed in her pouch instead of popped in her mouth, and for a moment Crisis was leaning down. If Ilyana really wanted to escape, she could make a run for the hair, grasp it and perhaps even start to climb her way down the naga's body. Or up into the trees. Yet Ilyana made no such sudden movements, seeming true to her word of not wanting to escape but merely to be eaten with her clothes off.
"Why do you want to be eaten, anyway?" The naga's head was still bent. She wasn't actually looking at Ilyana, right then. She didn't have to look, when she was so acutely aware of those minuscule boots on her palm. Crisis was giving once again giving the mage a chance to try something, to show whatever trick she was working on. Yet Ilyana still wasn't really moving away from Crisis in any way, and the lack of hunt was almost disappointing to the Naga.
Ilyana stopped to consider the question, not thinking that Crisis would even bother to question why her food was willing to be... well, food. "I think I'm probably going to die... and that scares me quite a bit, but I very much doubt I could run away even if I wanted to. You're probably an expert at this, and this would be my first time running from someone as large and dangerous as you. I could try to fight you, but..."
She hesitated, not entirely sure if she understood all the reasons why she was doing what she was doing, but why she didn't want to hurt Crisis finally sank in. "You're just like me, I wouldn't have the heart to fight you off even if I could. You're only trying to eat me because you're hungry, and that's something I understand so well it hurts. I've been in hunger induced comas many times because I could never eat enough. Killing you would be like killing myself and I just can't bring myself to do it. But to be able to feed someone else? There's something about offering myself up in such a way that at least makes my death have some sort of meaning." She didn't have the heart to hurt her, even though it was clear Crisis had no qualms about hurting her. Though hurting her only as a side effect of trying to stay alive. Why she wanted to be eaten rather than why she simply didn't want to struggle? That was a bit more difficult to explain.
She laid down on Crisis hand and lifted her legs in the air, starting to undo the straps of her boots since Crisis decided to sit and chit chat with her. Ilyana was certainly not normal and perhaps that was the only reason she was alive right now, but in the end she was still likely just as doomed as an ordinary person would be. Ilyana sighed, pulling her boots off and then her stockings. She rested the sensitive soles of her feet on the palm of Crisis hand, trying to get comfortable with the idea that this body she was resting on right now, was her new home for the rest of her life, which wouldn't be much longer. Yet there was still a certain level of excitement to that fact.
Crisis was still looking at the girl like she had three heads or she was crazy, with the latter of the two probably being true. Could any sane person be so apathetic about their own demise? "Well I guess I have been teased about always being hungry a few times, but I think I'd still probably try to fight to live. I have lots of friends I'd never get to see again, and I'd never be able to eat any more delicious humans or nekos! Aren't you here to find treasure, or something?"
Treasure, insane quantities of powerful magical treasure was what tended to draw adventurers from all over the planes of existence to Felarya. She liked to hear her prey talk about it, sometimes. The eagerness in their voice, the joy. It was like a before-snack story! "No one's ever asked me to eat them before."
Ilyana couldn't help but laugh at that statement as she worked her other stocking off, and began slowly sliding down her panties. "Well? I guess it's because I love food. All my life I've been hungry, there has never been a moment where I've actually felt full, and there was never enough food to feed me. The times I've been the happiest was when I was able to eat something so I guess in a way this is me giving back to the world? I've eaten and eaten all my life, and I've loved food so much sometimes I wish I was food... so I guess today that wish has come true."
She heaved another sigh, leaving her panties half off and leaning against one arm. "I didn't come in search of treasure, I came here in search of a friend, stepping through a portal into the out-realms but finding myself in a world so unlike any I've ever been in. I came with some others, but they've no doubt fled this land by now or been eaten. I'd only met this group a week or two ago, so we weren't too close, but I would still feel bad if they met the same fate I'm about to. You see... most of my friends are gone, they're off living their own lives without me, they've died, or they simply left. I've been helpless so many times in her life, my body too weak and frail to fight against the starvation that is my existence. I don't really have anything to live for anymore, so I don't really have any urgent need to struggle for my life... You know, I wish I could meet Subeta. She sounds like someone I would get along really well with... if she wasn't just going to eat me like you are anyways. I guess that means I probably won't ever get to meet her either."
Crisis was a little sad that Ilyana didn't have the urge to struggle. It made her stomach pretty happy, to think such an eager meal would still be inside it, but she sort of pitied the young woman. Would it hurt to give one last request? "You can definitely meet Subeta!" she promised.
She finished pulling her panties off of where she'd left them scrunched up on her knees, and she couldn't help but smile at Crisis promise. She crawled over towards the side of Crisis hand that the naga's face was closest to, and looked down towards Crisis mouth. She let one leg stretch down, the tips of her toes almost reaching Crisis lips, her desires and curiosity getting the better of her. She still hadn't finished undressing just yet but... she wanted to be tasted, she wanted to feel that enormous tongue slurping up the length of her calf and creamy thigh, maybe even feel the slimy wet flesh tickle between her toes.
"I-If you like... you can taste me a little... while I finish getting undressed." She'd had several opportunities to try to flee, try to reach for her tome earlier and fight back, but her curiosity was becoming downright lethal to her. Her desires were leading her to self-destruction, and little else seemed to matter anymore. An idle amused thought of Crisis taking her to see Subeta just to flaunt that she was the one to find a cute snack with powerful magical treasure. She doubted Crisis was the type, or that these large predators really cared how cute their food might be. She giggled softly as she tried once more to dip her leg just a little lower to try and reach Crisis mouth.
Crisis eyes were fixated on that stretching teasing leg, her mouth watering as it almost touched her lip. W-Well... maybe just a taste wouldn't hurt? Ilyana looked sooooo tasty. "I think if I tasted you, I wouldn't be able to stop myself!" Her belly gave a loud rumble. She wasn't sure she could wait any longer, anyhow! Just. Just a tiny taste? Her giant lips came closer, soft flesh touching the toe that teased them. That speck of pressure made her whole body shiver!
"I think if I were a giant hungry naga I'd have a hard time too." What a strange twist of fate that had lead Ilyana to stripping her clothes off for a giant naga to eat her. She wiggled her toes against Crisis' lips, soooo tempted to dive right into her mouth here and now and just throw herself into the literal jaws of fate. Yet even to her dying breath she was a mage, a mage filled with a drive for curiosity and knowledge, and her desire to know who would take up the torch she was being forced to pass on was strong enough to make her want to stay her fate just a little longer.
"I suppose if you did eat me now, I might digest or suffocate before you find Subeta. Do you think maybe... you could just suck on me for a while while you try to find her? Maybe spit me out when you find her so we can talk, and then I'll crawl back in for you to finally gobble me up like you want to? I'm pretty tasty you know, so you can probably savor me for a while like candy, right?" It was a lot to ask for from a giant gluttonous killing machine, but Ilyana was going to die and she wanted to make the most of it she could.
"I don't know... I'm really hungry... and you might try something, still..."
"What can I possibly do? I'm naked, defenseless, unarmed, and delicious to every predator on your planet. I'm afraid... I'm more afraid than I've ever been in my life, but I'm also... excited. Goddess help me, I want you to eat me more than I want to live." Was she suicidal? Perhaps she really was, because the idea of living without experiencing this seemed utterly hollow.
Of course... Subby might have a few questions about Ilyana... and if Subeta got to like Ilyana, Crisis wouldn't feel right eating her! "I guess Subby could always go in after you if she had questions, anyway..." Subeta was a canopy fairy, a breed of fairy that were well known for their ability to warp, often using their magic to put prey directly into their stomach if they were too dangerous. She'd never really seen Subeta use it much, but she was fairly certain she could go in after Ilyana if she really needed to. She'd just have to do her best not to swallow Ilyana so there'd still be something left of her when they reached Subeta.
"If Subeta can come in after me and get herself out, then..." Ilyana gulped, her body had turned into one giant sensitive sexual organ with how turned on she felt.
"You could climb into my mouth and see?" Would Ilyana dare Jump onto those luscious lips, between the giant teeth, and onto the sensitive tongue? Ilyana surely must have wondered what she must taste like. Crisis really wanted to know! She thought Ilyana looked absolutely delicious. Plus, she'd been having to give up a lot of her prey recently so she was exceptionally hungry. Her mouth was slick with saliva, her stomach rumbled with greedy hunger, and she almost urged Ilyana in with a little poke of her tongue at the toes that had been teasing her so much.
"I think I want to eat you more than ever, now, though." Crisis' mouth was opening and closing with her words, before eagerly opening... so warm, so welcoming. Ilyana's foot had still been resting on Crisis lip, and now that she was finally completely undressed she took a deep breath, and hopped off Crisis' hand, was balancing precariously on Crisis' lower lip. The thrill of submitting herself to a danger there was no return from was downright intoxicating. She rubbed the sensitive soles of her feet across Crisis lip, almost as if she was ice skating.
"I never really got to do introductions with you, but if you're going to eat me then you shouldn't get too attached. I would like to know your name since I'm spending the rest of my life with you. If your friend can still meet me then... please... eat me, swallow me, consume me, digest me, and make me yours... forever." She almost had a small orgasm just from all this talk, and feeling Crisis' hot breath waiting for her.
"I'm Crisis." She spoke loudly, and Ilyana let out a gasp at Crisis speaking her name, her legs trembling beneath her at being able to feel the vibration of Crisis words first hand. She was so much more powerful, muscles beyond the scope Ilyana could dream of and she could cause earthquakes with a mere smack of her tail.
Crisis was breathing more hot air across Ilyana's body, vibrating her flesh. The naga couldn't really see the mage on her mouth, but she could feel those feet clinging to her lip curve. She slid her tongue out ever so gently, poking the wet warm muscle against the ankles. Not bad! Crisis was sure she wanted more, and thanks to that little poke she was about to get it. Ilyana couldn't seem to keep balance and tumbled forward into Crisis' mouth and onto the hot wet tongue, letting Crisis taste her naked flesh firsthand. Oh yes, this was definitely more flavorful than the clothed prey she usually ate. She was going to play with the purple haired girl so much before the stomach! They were going to have great fun together. Crisis wasn't used to waiting like this, but she was trying really hard! Just this once, it seemed... right.
Ilyana was on her knees and lifted her head up to gaze into the enormous mouth before her. She crawled a little further, her legs the only portion of her body that weren't quite past the lips just yet. She took one last glance at the world of light and day behind her, took a deep breath, and she rolled over bodily onto the tongue beneath her, letting Crisis experience her taste even more. Her bare breasts rested against the tongue that made the squishy floor of the mouth, and her legs idly kicked back and forth as she gazed at the uvula of the large throat in front of her. Crisis was likely going to close her mouth soon, sealing her fate in the hot wet prison of her body, but she was trying to take in every bit of the sight she could, memorizing it all to memory.
"Crisis... you're amazing... by the goddess please tell me how much you enjoy me, because it's the only thing that will make the coming pain and darkness worth it." Her silky smooth flesh nurtured through nineteen years of life rubbed this way and that along Crisis' gargantuan tongue, trying to entice every taste bud she could lay herself across. Yet she was too afraid to rightly grind her hips and rub her intimate sex up against Crisis' tongue to reach the orgasm that was building to such intensity inside of her. She just hoped that Crisis tongue might curl up between her legs at some point in tasting her to release that sexual nirvana, and taste the girl like she'd never been tasted in her life.
So here she was, off in another world with a different group of merchants who seemed to think this world they were in was far too dangerous to remain in for long. She didn't particularly like the group she was with, but they had been kind enough to let her tag along and act as their guard. She was one of the most fearsome lightning mages in her world, so not even a dragon would want to face her in combat. Little did she know a dragon was the least of the dangers this strange world they'd found themselves in had to offer. She didn't think twice about going off to roam the expansive jungle like forest, curious about the world they were in too much to stay cooped up in her tent while the merchants bickered about something in the central tent.
While she walked, her stomach began to growl with hunger and all she could do was sigh lamentfully. She'd eaten three meals this morning, but clearly she should have packed an extra one. For as long as she could remember, she was always hungry, and she often sympathized with those who were starving feeling as though she herself was almost always starving. Not not enough to share her food, but she certainly understood very well the pain of an empty stmach. Her body was strange in that she could ead and eat and never get full, or even gain weight! Perhaps it was this perpetual hunger that made food the single most important thing in her life.
She would even go so far as to say that food was life! She looked up at the trees that were so big that not even the tallest castle or tower she'd ever seen could compare to that height. She had to wonder what sort of animals could inhabit a world like this if the trees were this big. She'd seen fairly normal creatures like deer and rabbits, but her imagination couldn't help but wonder. Sometimes her love of food was so strong she wondered what it might be like to be food, to give someone the same kind of joy and satisfaction that food gave her. It was a silly fantasy, something that could never actually come true, but someone thoroughly enjoying her flavor pleased a certain something inside of her. Of course the problem with this fantasy was that she hated the thought of being crushed and shredded to pieces by something chewing her up, so she usually just brushed it off as some utterly strange sexual fantasy. She was still a virgin, so her ideas of sex and love were naive at best, and downright stupid or dangerous at worst.
It was slowly dawning on her that she was dangerously far away from the camp now, and that she wouldn't even be able to hear them from here. They might even decide to leave this world without her with the way they had been going on about the dangers of this world. What could possibly be out here that would scare them so, even after seeing what she was capable of? It was that very thought that was the only thing that kept her alert enough to hear the rustle of something off to her side. She spun on the heels of her white leather boots whipping out her lightning tome and her hands crackling with energy that she was preparing to unleash.
"Who's there?!"
Her jaw dropped at the awe inspiring sight before her, and her magic fizzled as she was too surprised and shocked to concentrate. Before her loomed a smiling cheerful woman with striking blonde hair, blue eyes, bare breasts, and a long teal snake's tail. She was also nearly nintey feet long! She only realized a moment later that she was being lifted into the air by the scruff of her neck, dangling above the Naga's smiling face. What Ilyana had not known was the danger of the name Felarya that the merchants had labeled this world they'd stopped off in, and now Ilyana was literally face to face with it. Crisis the Naga had found the young woman, and even now was cheerfully wondering how she would taste.
"Hi!" There was a wide smile on her face, with teeth the size of Ilyana's head. The reason she noticed those teeth was that Crisis was opening her mouth much wider. Wider than she'd need to to plop her in her mouth and eat her... if she had any intention of chewing. Her tongue was being rolled out of her lips, long and wet and ready to welcome the little mage to her new home. This was impossible, this could not be happening! Even in Ilyana's wildest imaginings she'd never imagined something this big, or that it would want to slurp her up like some sort of noodle!
Ilyana gasped when she saw Crisis mouth open up so wide, taken aback by just how magnificent a sight the giantess was. The detail was incredible, she'd never taken the time to closely examine the inside of anyone's mouth before but there was little else she could do when it easily loomed below her like some sort of impossible chasm of death! It was like the combination of emotions that went with looking down from someplace incredibly high, where the view was absolutely breathtaking, but falling was so very lethal... albeit a much slower demise if Crisis didn't chew.
"Um... hi?" Really she should have come up with a better response, or tried to fight back somehow, but she was still too stunned by the surrealism of one of her fantasies coming true. She was being lowered towards that mouth, an incredibly inviting looking mouth that made Ilyana's breath catch in her throat, and her thighs tingle with the arousal that shot through her. There was only one problem with this scenario... actually make that two! This was a one way lethal trip that there would be no return from! Even it wasn't... "WAIT! Please let me take my clothes off first?!"
The request was so strange, it had undeniably given her pause, which made Ilyana sigh in relief. Crisis stopped, her mouth staying open, but with a certain slackness to her jaw now. Crisis blinked repeatedly. "Huh? Most humans just beg me not to eat them...." She reached up with her other hand, curiously poking at Ilyana's belly which caused her to giggle a little in a mix of terror and ticklishness. Nope! This was definitely a real girl here!
Clothes... The naga was pretty sure those were the coverings that humans wore. All the humans she'd met had been pretty attached to them, too. She knew some nagas liked to strip them off their food, yet the food wanting to take them off!? She always just assumed the clothes were just extra food for her belly, so she had to stop to actually think about this. It took a lot to get Crisis to stop and think before eating someone, but this was such a bizarre situation that Ilyana had managed to do the nearly impossible and bought herself a moment's more freedom outside the stomach.
"Why would you want to take your clothes off?"
Ilyana visibly sighed in relief when Crisis paused in her plans to devour her, at least for the time being. It wasn't a long term distraction and if anything she would just be exposing herself to more danger this way, but this was a fantasy of hers she really wanted to fulfill! This was one of her only chances in a lifetime to see it come true so even though her survival instincts screamed at her to flee when the time was right, she swallowed them down and... she couldn't help but giggle when Crisis poked her tummy.
"Flavor!" She clapped her hands together and gave Crisis a beaming grin. She knew she hadn't given Crisis a long term distraction, and if anything she was simply exposing herself to more danger with this suggestion. She was fairly certain however that her lightning magic wasn't much of a match for something the size of a small mountain, and this was all falling in place with her secret little fantasy so well that she didn't want to let this opportunity pass. So while this was dangerous, stupid, and likely one of the last mistakes she'd ever make, she was too excited by the prospect of it to back down now. She began to pace on Crisis hand, explaining herself further.
"Think about it, what do humans taste like? What do clothes taste like?" She put her finger in her mouth, not really completely understanding the appeal... but hoping that Crisis who wanted to eat her would. "Mmm! Right? But go ahead, give this a taste!"
She took off her cape and put it on the palm of Crisis hand, sitting back on her fingers to watch as Crisis pinched the cape gently between her forefinger and thumb, staring at the tiny scrap of cloth. She shrugged, lifting it above her jaws and dropping it in like a human. It's texture wasn't anything unusual, but without the weight of a human it pretty much just stuck to her tongue! She gave a displeased sort of look, almost as if Ilyana had tricked her into eating the cloak, but nodded in agreement with Ilyana's assessment.
"You see what I mean? Why waste a perfectly delicious treat by leaving the wrapper on?" She leaned back into Crisis' hand and wiggled one of her boot clad foot in the air, trying to tease the gargantuan predeator a little bit. Her tease was rewarded by the sight of Crisis eagerly licking her lips, looking as if she wanted to reach out with her tongue and slurp her up right there and then. Ilyana gulped, fear and intense arousal coursing through her like her blood was freezing but her body was on fire.
"Let me get undressed and you can have a much tastier time. I'm a gourmet myself, so even if I have to die I can't stand the thought of letting anyone ruin a good meal! I just ask for two things in return for my suggestion, if you find it to your liking. I... I'd like you to eat me slowly so we can both savor this, and..." She took out her staff, resting it and her lightning tome against the palm of Crisis' hand where she'd laid the cloak moments before.
"I'd like you to find these a good home. They're very valuable magical items that have been blessed by the goddess Yune. The lightning tome is the most powerful in my world, so I'd like someone of suitable skill and talent to be able to use it if you're taking me. They don't have to be human, any magical being with enough power and study should be able to use it if they take the time to learn, but the tome cannot be destroyed, and to have it sit in your stomach for all eternity would be a tragedy. Besides, someone might be a talented lightning mage like me and give you a serious tummy ache if you let it sit in your stomach."
Little gears were still turning inside Crisis's blonde skull as she tried to process everything that Ilyana was telling her. A human who wanted to be eaten! "You're not going to try and leave my tummy after, are you?" But this human was even giving up her stuff! Her intensely magical stuff...
Ilyana merely laughed at Crisis question, shaking her lilac haired head back and forth ruefully. "Believe me, I wouldn't even know how to leave your stomach."
"Subeta loves artifacts like that..." There was also Vivian, but she had her own magic. Crisis decided to take the staff and book, scooping them up like she had the cloth. These were delicately placed in her pouch instead of popped in her mouth, and for a moment Crisis was leaning down. If Ilyana really wanted to escape, she could make a run for the hair, grasp it and perhaps even start to climb her way down the naga's body. Or up into the trees. Yet Ilyana made no such sudden movements, seeming true to her word of not wanting to escape but merely to be eaten with her clothes off.
"Why do you want to be eaten, anyway?" The naga's head was still bent. She wasn't actually looking at Ilyana, right then. She didn't have to look, when she was so acutely aware of those minuscule boots on her palm. Crisis was giving once again giving the mage a chance to try something, to show whatever trick she was working on. Yet Ilyana still wasn't really moving away from Crisis in any way, and the lack of hunt was almost disappointing to the Naga.
Ilyana stopped to consider the question, not thinking that Crisis would even bother to question why her food was willing to be... well, food. "I think I'm probably going to die... and that scares me quite a bit, but I very much doubt I could run away even if I wanted to. You're probably an expert at this, and this would be my first time running from someone as large and dangerous as you. I could try to fight you, but..."
She hesitated, not entirely sure if she understood all the reasons why she was doing what she was doing, but why she didn't want to hurt Crisis finally sank in. "You're just like me, I wouldn't have the heart to fight you off even if I could. You're only trying to eat me because you're hungry, and that's something I understand so well it hurts. I've been in hunger induced comas many times because I could never eat enough. Killing you would be like killing myself and I just can't bring myself to do it. But to be able to feed someone else? There's something about offering myself up in such a way that at least makes my death have some sort of meaning." She didn't have the heart to hurt her, even though it was clear Crisis had no qualms about hurting her. Though hurting her only as a side effect of trying to stay alive. Why she wanted to be eaten rather than why she simply didn't want to struggle? That was a bit more difficult to explain.
She laid down on Crisis hand and lifted her legs in the air, starting to undo the straps of her boots since Crisis decided to sit and chit chat with her. Ilyana was certainly not normal and perhaps that was the only reason she was alive right now, but in the end she was still likely just as doomed as an ordinary person would be. Ilyana sighed, pulling her boots off and then her stockings. She rested the sensitive soles of her feet on the palm of Crisis hand, trying to get comfortable with the idea that this body she was resting on right now, was her new home for the rest of her life, which wouldn't be much longer. Yet there was still a certain level of excitement to that fact.
Crisis was still looking at the girl like she had three heads or she was crazy, with the latter of the two probably being true. Could any sane person be so apathetic about their own demise? "Well I guess I have been teased about always being hungry a few times, but I think I'd still probably try to fight to live. I have lots of friends I'd never get to see again, and I'd never be able to eat any more delicious humans or nekos! Aren't you here to find treasure, or something?"
Treasure, insane quantities of powerful magical treasure was what tended to draw adventurers from all over the planes of existence to Felarya. She liked to hear her prey talk about it, sometimes. The eagerness in their voice, the joy. It was like a before-snack story! "No one's ever asked me to eat them before."
Ilyana couldn't help but laugh at that statement as she worked her other stocking off, and began slowly sliding down her panties. "Well? I guess it's because I love food. All my life I've been hungry, there has never been a moment where I've actually felt full, and there was never enough food to feed me. The times I've been the happiest was when I was able to eat something so I guess in a way this is me giving back to the world? I've eaten and eaten all my life, and I've loved food so much sometimes I wish I was food... so I guess today that wish has come true."
She heaved another sigh, leaving her panties half off and leaning against one arm. "I didn't come in search of treasure, I came here in search of a friend, stepping through a portal into the out-realms but finding myself in a world so unlike any I've ever been in. I came with some others, but they've no doubt fled this land by now or been eaten. I'd only met this group a week or two ago, so we weren't too close, but I would still feel bad if they met the same fate I'm about to. You see... most of my friends are gone, they're off living their own lives without me, they've died, or they simply left. I've been helpless so many times in her life, my body too weak and frail to fight against the starvation that is my existence. I don't really have anything to live for anymore, so I don't really have any urgent need to struggle for my life... You know, I wish I could meet Subeta. She sounds like someone I would get along really well with... if she wasn't just going to eat me like you are anyways. I guess that means I probably won't ever get to meet her either."
Crisis was a little sad that Ilyana didn't have the urge to struggle. It made her stomach pretty happy, to think such an eager meal would still be inside it, but she sort of pitied the young woman. Would it hurt to give one last request? "You can definitely meet Subeta!" she promised.
She finished pulling her panties off of where she'd left them scrunched up on her knees, and she couldn't help but smile at Crisis promise. She crawled over towards the side of Crisis hand that the naga's face was closest to, and looked down towards Crisis mouth. She let one leg stretch down, the tips of her toes almost reaching Crisis lips, her desires and curiosity getting the better of her. She still hadn't finished undressing just yet but... she wanted to be tasted, she wanted to feel that enormous tongue slurping up the length of her calf and creamy thigh, maybe even feel the slimy wet flesh tickle between her toes.
"I-If you like... you can taste me a little... while I finish getting undressed." She'd had several opportunities to try to flee, try to reach for her tome earlier and fight back, but her curiosity was becoming downright lethal to her. Her desires were leading her to self-destruction, and little else seemed to matter anymore. An idle amused thought of Crisis taking her to see Subeta just to flaunt that she was the one to find a cute snack with powerful magical treasure. She doubted Crisis was the type, or that these large predators really cared how cute their food might be. She giggled softly as she tried once more to dip her leg just a little lower to try and reach Crisis mouth.
Crisis eyes were fixated on that stretching teasing leg, her mouth watering as it almost touched her lip. W-Well... maybe just a taste wouldn't hurt? Ilyana looked sooooo tasty. "I think if I tasted you, I wouldn't be able to stop myself!" Her belly gave a loud rumble. She wasn't sure she could wait any longer, anyhow! Just. Just a tiny taste? Her giant lips came closer, soft flesh touching the toe that teased them. That speck of pressure made her whole body shiver!
"I think if I were a giant hungry naga I'd have a hard time too." What a strange twist of fate that had lead Ilyana to stripping her clothes off for a giant naga to eat her. She wiggled her toes against Crisis' lips, soooo tempted to dive right into her mouth here and now and just throw herself into the literal jaws of fate. Yet even to her dying breath she was a mage, a mage filled with a drive for curiosity and knowledge, and her desire to know who would take up the torch she was being forced to pass on was strong enough to make her want to stay her fate just a little longer.
"I suppose if you did eat me now, I might digest or suffocate before you find Subeta. Do you think maybe... you could just suck on me for a while while you try to find her? Maybe spit me out when you find her so we can talk, and then I'll crawl back in for you to finally gobble me up like you want to? I'm pretty tasty you know, so you can probably savor me for a while like candy, right?" It was a lot to ask for from a giant gluttonous killing machine, but Ilyana was going to die and she wanted to make the most of it she could.
"I don't know... I'm really hungry... and you might try something, still..."
"What can I possibly do? I'm naked, defenseless, unarmed, and delicious to every predator on your planet. I'm afraid... I'm more afraid than I've ever been in my life, but I'm also... excited. Goddess help me, I want you to eat me more than I want to live." Was she suicidal? Perhaps she really was, because the idea of living without experiencing this seemed utterly hollow.
Of course... Subby might have a few questions about Ilyana... and if Subeta got to like Ilyana, Crisis wouldn't feel right eating her! "I guess Subby could always go in after you if she had questions, anyway..." Subeta was a canopy fairy, a breed of fairy that were well known for their ability to warp, often using their magic to put prey directly into their stomach if they were too dangerous. She'd never really seen Subeta use it much, but she was fairly certain she could go in after Ilyana if she really needed to. She'd just have to do her best not to swallow Ilyana so there'd still be something left of her when they reached Subeta.
"If Subeta can come in after me and get herself out, then..." Ilyana gulped, her body had turned into one giant sensitive sexual organ with how turned on she felt.
"You could climb into my mouth and see?" Would Ilyana dare Jump onto those luscious lips, between the giant teeth, and onto the sensitive tongue? Ilyana surely must have wondered what she must taste like. Crisis really wanted to know! She thought Ilyana looked absolutely delicious. Plus, she'd been having to give up a lot of her prey recently so she was exceptionally hungry. Her mouth was slick with saliva, her stomach rumbled with greedy hunger, and she almost urged Ilyana in with a little poke of her tongue at the toes that had been teasing her so much.
"I think I want to eat you more than ever, now, though." Crisis' mouth was opening and closing with her words, before eagerly opening... so warm, so welcoming. Ilyana's foot had still been resting on Crisis lip, and now that she was finally completely undressed she took a deep breath, and hopped off Crisis' hand, was balancing precariously on Crisis' lower lip. The thrill of submitting herself to a danger there was no return from was downright intoxicating. She rubbed the sensitive soles of her feet across Crisis lip, almost as if she was ice skating.
"I never really got to do introductions with you, but if you're going to eat me then you shouldn't get too attached. I would like to know your name since I'm spending the rest of my life with you. If your friend can still meet me then... please... eat me, swallow me, consume me, digest me, and make me yours... forever." She almost had a small orgasm just from all this talk, and feeling Crisis' hot breath waiting for her.
"I'm Crisis." She spoke loudly, and Ilyana let out a gasp at Crisis speaking her name, her legs trembling beneath her at being able to feel the vibration of Crisis words first hand. She was so much more powerful, muscles beyond the scope Ilyana could dream of and she could cause earthquakes with a mere smack of her tail.
Crisis was breathing more hot air across Ilyana's body, vibrating her flesh. The naga couldn't really see the mage on her mouth, but she could feel those feet clinging to her lip curve. She slid her tongue out ever so gently, poking the wet warm muscle against the ankles. Not bad! Crisis was sure she wanted more, and thanks to that little poke she was about to get it. Ilyana couldn't seem to keep balance and tumbled forward into Crisis' mouth and onto the hot wet tongue, letting Crisis taste her naked flesh firsthand. Oh yes, this was definitely more flavorful than the clothed prey she usually ate. She was going to play with the purple haired girl so much before the stomach! They were going to have great fun together. Crisis wasn't used to waiting like this, but she was trying really hard! Just this once, it seemed... right.
Ilyana was on her knees and lifted her head up to gaze into the enormous mouth before her. She crawled a little further, her legs the only portion of her body that weren't quite past the lips just yet. She took one last glance at the world of light and day behind her, took a deep breath, and she rolled over bodily onto the tongue beneath her, letting Crisis experience her taste even more. Her bare breasts rested against the tongue that made the squishy floor of the mouth, and her legs idly kicked back and forth as she gazed at the uvula of the large throat in front of her. Crisis was likely going to close her mouth soon, sealing her fate in the hot wet prison of her body, but she was trying to take in every bit of the sight she could, memorizing it all to memory.
"Crisis... you're amazing... by the goddess please tell me how much you enjoy me, because it's the only thing that will make the coming pain and darkness worth it." Her silky smooth flesh nurtured through nineteen years of life rubbed this way and that along Crisis' gargantuan tongue, trying to entice every taste bud she could lay herself across. Yet she was too afraid to rightly grind her hips and rub her intimate sex up against Crisis' tongue to reach the orgasm that was building to such intensity inside of her. She just hoped that Crisis tongue might curl up between her legs at some point in tasting her to release that sexual nirvana, and taste the girl like she'd never been tasted in her life.