The air echoed and hummed with the sound of music as she she walked into the club that night her thick tail swaying gentle with each step her long legs took, her eyes constantly searching the room flicking from one form to another, glancing down at the note she had received two days ago inviting her to this strange place. Her wandering mind being called back as she hear her name being called by the light green coloured sergal before her the tall lithe creature dancing one of the clubs many poles the light glinting off her dark red eyes as they glanced downwards the roo note which now rested in the dancers hands, a slightly confused look on the roo face as the dancer turn her back on her, she had been holding onto the note only moments before 

Deamona Feiri: Deamona Feiri's mouth curls in a sly smile as her tail brushed against the underside of the roo's chin "what did you have in mind"

 Silenrea: Well that depends on what you'd like to do. I want our time together to be us both enjoying ourselves equally. Of course, certain acts would need to be taken to the private room. But I cannot help but think of...certain things.

 Deamona FeiriDeamona Feiri muses as she dances on her pole "well without someone to take my place going private could prove troublesome but i can think of quite a few ways to" her clawed hands gently stroking the roo's body "still given you a good time or two"

 Silenrea : Silenrea shivers slightly at the contact of your claws stroking over her, letting out a soft murr. "I have admired you from afar. But I...only have one thing to say." the roo gestures to indicate herself "I am unable to return from death, though such things seem to happen around here fairly frequently.. I clearly have nothing against it, I'm just against...dying, myself. I hope that isn't a problem, Daemona..." the roo has a secret enjoyment of captivity, though. Just held within another alive and close to them...though being let out again is up to the pred. Though she doesn't say it, and the roo's mind cannot be read due to unusual circumstances,  she is thinking of being trapped inside your womb for an extended period of time...but she knows it won't happen, since she still wants to find a middle ground to have both you and herself happy with an encounter together.
 
Deamona Feiri : Deamona Feiri chuckles to herself as she listens to the roo's mussing "so you find my womb that welcoming do you, though normally most folk don't back out, "her eye's trialing over the roo's body and soul "i can be 'convinced' to make an exception from time to time" a she speaks the fabric around her waist seems to shimmer and deform almost melting from her body slowly revealing her moist lips to the cool air and the roo's gaze
 
Silenrea : Silenrea gets this odd feeling that despite not saying anything, her most current thoughts bubbled out from behind her mental wall and were picked up by your powerful mind. It's all she can assume, not to mention she knows about your abilities with souls. "Oh, so you heard all that anyway? Well...I would like to survive and leave at a later point. But when that may be...is entirely up to you. I guess you could say I surrender my freedom to you for the time-being." she rubs the back of her head a bit as she looks at you. She tries not to, but at times her eyes would momentarily glimpse at that moist area between your legs as they are revealed to her. But she does her best to just maintain eye-contact, out of respect and politeness. She doesn't want to seem perverted, because she isn't...she is just very motherly herself, and thus wombs hold a special place in her heart.
 
Deamona Feiri : Deamona Feiri keen eye's catch every glimps the roo makes at her sex a sly smile forming on her lips as she flips on her pole her legs splaying open as she slides back down her long and slightly fluffy tail swishing and brushing over the roo's body, as it does samll pulses pass into sil's body sending hot flushes through her each and every time her ey's being forced to watch dea's glistening lips slide and move before her as the sergal looking creature dances before her, those long legs bending towards her at one point almost leaving her face to lips, dea's strangely powerful scent filling her lungs before they are whisked away being replace by her grinning face letting sil gaze into her ruby red eyes a mischievous glint dancing beneath their glowing surface
 
Silenrea : Silenrea is, ordinarily, somewhat resistant to influences to force her to do things such as this. But in the heat of this moment, the roo is simply complying...she doesn't even want to resist, embracing the sensations, scents and sights. She doesn't mind the fact that, lingering in the back of her mind, she feels like she is a puppet and that with each passing moment you are attaching an additional string with which to dangle and move her around. Sil is not a submissive being, but she does sometimes indulge in the feeling of being helpless to the whims of another providing there is no fatal end. Her eyes follow your movements and she reaches an arm out to lightly stroke at your tail whenever it comes by...she stands in the same spot, almost as though dazed...perhaps this was your intention, perhaps not...either way, the kangaroo isn't going anywhere even if she wanted to.
 
Deamona Feiri : Deamona Feiri soft tail brushes gently over and through sil's outstretched hand with each brushing touch moving it further down it's length though her feet remain planted till with it slipping around her neck her fingers brush over the soft flesh of the sergal's plump rear, the soft flesh moving around and under her fingertips offering almost no resistance to the roo though the powerful muscles clearly felt under the smooth soft surface, as they she hear a deep murr from above "oh yes mmm you have such a soft touch" dea's head turning to look at her "why don't you go little deeper and have a real 'feel'" a grin forming on her lips as her tail lifts up before the roo's face as those soft cheeks parted under her touch showing the waiting lips now within her reach
 
Silenrea : Silenrea seems somewhat mesmerised in all this. The world seems to just darken and the only things present is herself and you. She can't even see the others gathered around. She shivers and feels like she is forgetting something, but she is far too gone to care. Your words have a driving force and my hand moves back, and in my head I get this strange thought that I'd get a much better feel with a more sensitive spot that can feel much better than my hands. Which is my nose and face. Perhaps this was your influence taking hold, or some deep desire you brought out...or perhaps my subconscious is taking charge here. Either way, I nod and speak in a soft voice. "Of course, Miss Daemona..." I press my nose gently to your velvety folds and nuzzle at it gently before proceeding to push my nose past the moist opening and start to explore a bit deeper.
 
Deamona Feiri : Deamona Feiri can't help but smile as she hears those words before taking a deep breath as sil's soft smooth nose pokes at her velvety lips, rubbing them slightly before she presses against them harder dea's slick lips parting without even the slightest resistance, her hood flexing outwards from her body the tip brushing sil's nose as it peels out of the way while her tail sways back and forth above the roo's head i's base just touching the tips of her ears as her mussel slide between the sergals moistening lips,dea's scent growing even stronger as she slides deeper her nose rubbing against the slick ripping walls as she 'explores' even more of dea's welcoming flower the sergal's soft cheeks soon rest on either side of her face "mmm yesss that's it, hmm go on have a little taste i promise you'll like it even more"

 Silenrea : Silenrea would not, in her normal state of mind, lick at the flesh within unless it was someone she was close to. But the roo may as well have been hypnotised. And thus immediately her tongue creeps out and starts to lap at the flesh, having pushed inside enough to lick the inner walls. The kangaroo closes her eyes and keeps her ears folded back, not that it would have mattered. She works to help get her head inside completely. She is eager to surrender to your womb and become your helpless captive. Perhaps she may never leave until you decide someone else will fill that particular area. Sil has no idea what your plans are, and in her mind...she isn't even concerned about it. Her mind is a hazy place, filled only with the senses of this experience with you.

 Deamona Feiri : Deamona Feiri purrs and purrs the sound coming out like a deep growl of some terrifying beast as she feel that sleek tongue creep about the wet rippling tunnel of flesh lapping at the walls sending waves of pleasure through her body her dark mind soaking it up keeping her light mind free to focus on the fulling feeling of her sex being stretched as the roo's face sinks deeper into her womanhood as slight bulge forming in her soft furry body, her tail cupping behind sil's body she take a step back her need to have more of sil inside urging her onwards, the motion pressing sil's face into the soft folds her vision, should she open her eyes, turning pink as though wet folds stretch open to accept even more of her, though if her mind had been clearer she would have notice that instead of falling from the stage the sergal whose body she was surrendering to instead stood there her feet floating in the air as if standing on some unseen platform, though these thoughts could not have been further from her mind as she felt those lips slowly swallow her head into the velvet tunnel beyond
 
Silenrea : Silenrea continues to lick, murring rather loudly and wondering idly if her large legs will cause any trouble. But those idle thoughts are demolished when she thinks back to how effortlessly her head was being slid inside. The roo opens her eyes partially to watch. She deels like this is lasting for hours, and thoroughly enjoying every moment of it. In her mind, the flow of time has reduced significantly...allowing her to enjoy the happenings even more. Her perception of time aside, she does notice minor motions and such that indicates that there is other energies at work...but she is too out of it to really care. Sil licks a little deeper and tries to push more of herself inside. She clearly wishes to help you as much as possible, but as she is the helpless prey being consumed into the velvety and sweetly-scented folds, she is relatively limited. The most she can do is nuzzle, wriggle and try remain as relaxed and limp as possible so that her body doesn't resist in the slightest. However, the smells and tastes is bending her mind to focus on only one thing...one small word, even...and she utters that single word from within your depths. "More..."

 Deamona Feiri : Deamona Feiri can't help but grin as she feel that one word float across the wet folds within her her grin growing more so as she feels her lips slipping over the back of her roo toy's head leaving the already flattened ears t be pressed even more against sil's head with great care she slowly straighten back up the slick walls pressing into sil's head lifting her head upwards soon leaving her pointing straight up the sergals hips lining up with her shoulders as they do sil feels something slip between her own legs gently rubbing against her crotch as it curls upwards as it does she feel her body being lifted up her weight leaving her legs as her head slowly rubs and grinds against dea's soft walls, the soft flesh clamping and molding around her features as she feels the wetness slowly slip down her body her shoulders soon pressing against the entrance to the sergal's sex before slowly with a wet slurping and squelching sound those tantalising lips stretch open warping around them gumming them like some toothless mouth, while down below that soft pulsing tail rubs and presses against her own sex sending wave after wave of pleasure through her own body causing her to stifle her own moan as the walls around her grow steadily wetter as she slips deeper inside her loving devourer
 
Silenrea : Silenrea nuzzles at the surrounding flesh, licking and murring delightedly. If she was her normal self, mentally of course, she probably would object to the contact with her personal region. But since it is merely to create waves of pleasure...it all just seamlessly merges into the current delight of the roo's current position. She moves her arms to try and rub at you a little bit, mainly at your supple folds, but she soon drops her arms back to her sides so that they stay out of the way and ready to slide in along with her body. Her tail sways a little bit and would probably prove to be more difficult than her legs. Mainly because a roo's tail is pure muscle and very strong. Thus it won't bend much. For a moment, Sil blacks out from it all but then comes to a fraction of a moment later. She shifts her feet slightly and moans in delight. Not just because her folds are being rubbed and drawing out pleasure, but the pleasure of being consumed in such a caring and loving way. The greatest thing she is known to respond very positively to...is a more loving and caring situation, and not treated as mere food...which is another reason towards the motherly side of her and the bias towards unbirthing due to it being more loving in a natural way. Though obviously not every womb is safe, but she trusts your words that you will make an exception for her considering others generally do not come back out of your womb. Then again, as long as she is alive and intact...she probably wouldn't oppose never leaving, either. But if she stayed forever, she'd never get to have time with you again at some future point, unless you would be content with a constant bulge in your belly from your willing guest.
 
Deamona Feiri : Deamona Feiri mind floats about as she feels more and more of her willing passenger being sucked into her, her ears listening to the sound of her captive guest's moans as her mind filled with pleasure, her own hands gently rubbing the bulge traveling up her body enjoying it's every twitch, knowing she could very well just keep the roo inside her velvet tunnel in an never ending journey to her womb brought a dark joy to her mind but she knew her pleasure would only grow even more so when her womb could wrap her in it's wet embrace, so with some regret and excitement  she brought her tunnel to it's end letting the roo’s nose finally press against her cervix the ring of muscle flexing open kiss her nose before sucking it inside her juice's pouring out from the chamber beyond quickly flowing between her body and the slick walls holding her before drooling over her body outside lubing it up as dea's tail lifted her higher feed even more to her now dripping sex, those glistening lips soon wrapping around her navel as her head is squeezed into the hot embrace of the sergal's womb
 
Silenrea : Silenrea remains oblivious to your capabilities of an endless tunnel to trap her within, but she would be immensely grateful to know you chose not to and are going to store her inside of your womb. She enjoys the idea of being your precious kangaroo tucked away safely and all yours until the day she is released. She continues to moan and squirm a little bit but pauses a moment as her nose bumps up against a familiar ring of flesh...the cervix. She murrs loudly and gives it a little nuzzle moments before it opens and the juices flow out and over her. She licks up a bit of your juices as she feels it covering over her to help lubricate her to aid with the conclusion of her journey into your body and care. Sil knows she will be safe with you, and it is why her mind is at total ease. She shifts her shoulders a little and moves one leg, bending it slightly as her senses are overwhelmed and it almost causes her to black out again. The experience is something she has not had in a long time, nothing this extensive and loving...and the roo missed it a lot. Thus her gratitude towards you is immense, she would kiss you if she was able to...so instead she kisses your flesh as she remains relaxed as you tug her into your womb gradually.
 
Deamona Feiri : Deamona Feiri's sex continues it's steady pace soon sliping over the roo's pouch her juices pouring into it before it's clamped shut against her rippling walls her hands resting on her midriff as she feels her womb being nuzzled and filled as her cervix is stretched open further as those slender shoulders are squeezed through the roo's perky little breasts being mushed together before popping free inside the her womb while down below those meaty thighs are slowly slurp and pushed into the dripping folds of dea's sex the roo mighty tail being bent with greatest of ease though no discomfort was felt, as the demonic being powerful inner muscles pulled and slurped her ever deeper her belly swelling as more and more of her roo was sucked into her waiting womb

 Silenrea : Silenrea's progress is steady and pleasure-filled. Thus the roo finds herself squirming a little bit and very slowly kicking her feet as they remain out still. They move up and down in opposite directions. The slow movement shows her delight and that it is not a sign of struggling. She is mildly surprised when her tail is bent without it hurting or causing discomfort. 'Mildly' because she is constantly aware of your power and thus it would not be beyond your abilities to make it happen smoothly. She tries to move her hands to rub around within, but until they are within the womb with her head, shoulders and upper torso...they are very limited in mobility. Sil murrs loudly and closes her eyes as she licks and kisses at the warm flesh around her as she is steadily consumed by your folds and pulled into your womb. She is eager to curl up and rest there peacefully for as long as possible. She wonders how long you will keep her, but her bulge would certainly grab the interest of the preys who wander into the club...they always get drawn to the sight of a bulging belly, at least from what the kangaroo has witnessed in her time in the area.
 
Deamona Feiri : Deamona Feiri's hands trial over the growing bulge in her belly as she feel sil waist being squeezed into her womb the roo finally pulling her hands inside letting her rub those soft embracing walls, her soft hands making impressions in the sergals doming belly though even as stretchy as she was the roo would soon start to curl up as her shins where being slurped up down below even as her pouch still sloshing from the juices inside was being pushed inside to join her face soon being splashed by dea's juices once more letting her drink more of the intoxicating liquid her feet and tail twitching as the sergal's own tail lightly pressing against them pushed them inside with one wet squelch the hungry sex slurping the soft tali inside some before with another wet plopping sound letting it be pulled free the tip covered in her own juices, while sil's legs were being caressed by the rippling tunnel the roo girl knew they would soon join with the safe, warm, embrace of her new home

Silenrea : Silenrea is quite intoxicated by the moment, and the fluids, scents and environment as a whole has her completely relaxed and somewhat sedated. She is still self-aware of the happenings, but her bliss and happiness is putting her into a calm and contented state of mind. She moves her hands to rub at the walls of the womb, massaging it lovingly as her legs are being worked inside. The roo shifts and continues to curl up and then starts to gently pull her legs, trying to get them in with her. She doesn't do it too quickly, though...she is enjoying the massaging motions of the rippling flesh that aid in getting her completely in the womb. With a small squirm and wriggle, she pulls her legs and tail through your cervix and completely encased inside your womb. Sil presses her head against the flesh where she can tell is the surface of your belly. She wants it to be obvious to all exactly who, or at least what, is inside of you. The kangaroo murrs loudly and licks her muzzle and lips, still having remains of your fluids coating her face as she closes her eyes and prepares to rest. With a soft yawn, Sil gets ready to snooze and relax in her new home. She sure hopes that it is a very long stay, or at least returns to this place in the future. But she doesn't know if there will ever be a repeat trip as memorable as this was. With a few soft licks and loving kisses to the fleshy walls, the roo speaks softly to you. "Thank you, Miss Daemona. I hope you enjoy my presence and for as long as you desire." and with those final words, after all the excitement and the sensations that flooded her mind...she is actually rather fatigued. The result causes her to rather rapidly nod off, before the kangaroo snoozes peacefully in the warm and caring embrace of your womb.