JasonJ enters the room, slowly, as his eyes remained on the floor, trying to remain humble before you. After entering halfway into the room, he stops, looking up briefly & spotting you. Immidiatly , he drops to one knee, returning his gaze to the ground. "I wish to ask forgivness in advance for my unannounced entrance, my lady, but I am afraid I have little choice."

As the sound of the steps near the doorway into the throne room, the kitsune adjusts herself, making sure everything is in order. She expected a creature of high stature, due to the way it had supposedly forced its way into the castle. Her ears quirked to attention as soon as her eyes caught the movement of the unexpected guest, but immediatly she relaxes at the sight before her. A human? Since when had another taken roost in the kingdom? No matter. Smiling, she remembers the meeting she had with the other one... remembering one certain quality to humans she had liked. "Please, no need to kneel. If it is important, then please... tell me. What is it that brings you to my castle?"

You say, "I'm afraid that, well. I'm having trouble getting home from this, island, or continent. I havent explored it in it's entirety to know how large it is. All I know is that I'm a stranger here. I like some things about it, mind you. It reminds me of my old home, which I can never return to, but there are reasons I must leave. Things I must do. I would like to visit, often, but I can not stay forever. I was hoping you might be able to help."

Daye assumed, by the looks of his haggled clothes, that this one was a recent arrival. Her suspiscions prove to be correct again, as usual... but she cannot help but feel sad for this one. She never did like to tell others bad news. Frowning, the kitsune sighs helplessly. "I'm afraid that is impossible. Any form of transportation for leaving this island had been destroyed decades ago. Any attempts at recreating the vessels had only resulted in more attacks against my people. You, as well as I, are both here to stay."

You say, "Surely there must be a way. I can normally travel to anyplace I've been to before by making portals, doorways to take me instantly there. For some reason, I cant now, not here." He stands, looking rather frantic, now, desperate and worried. You can sense his fear rising at the prospect of being trapped. "There has to be some way. Isn't there any one here that uses magic that might be able to help me?"

Daye shrugs her shoulders. She feels sympathetic for him... she really does. However, she has already seen this countless of times before, so the effect to her has dulled over the years. "I know of no one able to cast such magics. Even if they could, the magical properties of the island would eff ect the portal and make it highly unstable, if not useless."

JasonJ falls to his knees once more, feeling utterly defeated. His shoulders droop, as he hangs his head, nodding slowly. "I understand. I thank you for your time, and apologise again for barging in unannounced. I will take my leave now, your majesty."

The throne room was the most secluded room in the whole castle. If the door was closed, no sound could be heard in nor out. It is that very thought that is swirling around in Daye's thoughts... along with another. She remembered why she liked humans so much, and that thought brought a smile to her muzzle. Her eyes grow wide as the human announces his leave, and quickly she tries to think of an excuse for him to stay. "No! Wait!" She catches herself halfway through the outburst, composing herself and clearing her throat before going on. "I mean... I didn't want to suggest this before be cause it had only been a theory. I think I may know of a way, but it is risky to say the least."

JasonJ stops in his tracks, slowly turning back to face you as his face radiates with renewed hope. He starts walking towards you, rather quickly, before composing himself again, remembering he is in the presence of royalty. He stops a few feet before you, lowering his eyes once more. "Any help you can provide me, your majesty, would be of much appreciation."

Daye chuckles softly to herself at the eager antics of the human before her. Her conciousness truly does feel sympathy this time... however she easily blocks it out, traveling smoothly down her desired course. "Please... you do not have to call me that. My name is Daye, and yours would be... ?

You say, "My name is Jason, your maj- Daye. It's an honor, and a pleasure to meet you." Gently takes your left hand paw, giving the back of it a gentle kiss. "If I may ask, what is the idea you have in mind that might get me home again. And would it be possible to use it often, allowing me to visit?"

Daye smiles sweetly as you kiss the back of her paw, and for a moment thinks against the ideas she had for him... But only for a moment. Her face grows a serious look as she looks over the human. "This only works in theory, dear Jason... I do not know if it even works, let alone know if it works often. I must tell you though, that this could be a dangerous path you seek."

You say, "Dangerous? In what way? I'm quite capable of handling myself in most situations, Daye. Please, tell me what dangers I face, so I can prepare myself for them."

Daye nods solemnly before looking back up to the human, sighing. "It is said that the magical properties of the island effect the digestive system of certain creatures. The acids within those creatures stomachs supposedly reacts to the beating heart of another -living- creature, nullifying the islands magic and allowing normal magic to be cast. I believe that if we could do that to you, then you would be able to make your portal home."

JasonJ freezes, trying to let the words sink in, as he shakes his head..also trying to make sure he heard you correctly. "Are you trying to tell me, that I have to let myself be eaten by some sort of monster out there, and just hope that before I die, I can transport home?

Daye, at first, begins to nod, but stops after the second nod and roughly shakes her head. "No, no. .. Not a monster." The kitsune looks down, as if she is ashamed at what is about to be said. "... I am said to be one of those creatures."

JasonJ swallows nervously, taking a step back as he looks over you. "You..want to eat me? How do I know that this isnt a trick, that it will even work? I've been around...many predators before..I know the trickery many use."

Daye's ears dart up, as does her head, as she considers you with a look of utter shock and amazement . "Do you truly believe I would risk this kingdoms safety just for a little snack?" Her attitude quickly shanges form 'shock' back to a relaxed calm... She could win an Oscar for this. "No trickery, by word of the kingdom. It is a theory only. I will not force you, but it is the only way I've heard about that might help up in your time of need."

You say, "And if it's just that, a theory and nothing more? What will happen to me then, Daye...will you cough me back up?"

Daye seems a bit too shaken up then she should be... as if she was trying to -act- in such a way. Just your imagination, perhaps? "I... As the queen of Devoria, I give you my word... If nothing happens then you will be safely coughed back up. I used to hide things when I was little in such a way, so it should not be a problem if it comes to that."

You say, "You...used to hide things by swallowing them?" Shakes his head a bit, clearing it as he tried to decide if this is a risk he really wants to take. He decides against it, however, but doesnt want to chance angering, or offending you. Rather than reveal his ability to shift sizes, he tries to come up with a way out. "Well, I dont know..I mean, how, exactly, are you going to eat me. I'm a bit too large for that, Daye."

Daye sighs and visually slumps, feigning that she had forgot about the seemingly large detail. Suddenly, her eyes widen as she almost seems to leap from her throne in her 'excitement'. "No! It may be possible... " She leans in, uncomfortably close, to the human. Narrowing her eyes, the kitsune looks him over, stopping to stare at his eyes, nose-tip to muzzle. "Yes... You might be the right size." Nodding at her own words, she leans back to stand normally. "Not only have I hidden small trinkets and useless toys... but I also hid larger items as well."

You say, "But..that hardly seems possible. You'd have to stretch to large proportions wouldnt you? I mean, it would be very uncomfortable to us both. I really dont see any way for you to be able to eat me, Daye." His voice is a bit shakey, as he tries to hide his nervousness. She seemed very anxious to try this, a bit too anxious for a relative stranger trying to be of help. "I just dont think it'll work out, really..."

The fur on the kitsunes inner-tails ruffled out in agitation. This one was a bit too nervous for his own good! "Nonsense!" At first, she reaches quickly towards his hands... but slows her eagerness, gently taking both his hands in her paws lifting them up inbetween them. "I've... got a few talents that might come in handy, if only you would trust me." Her eyes, a moment ago filled with a feigned concern for the human, now show a glint of seduction. Was she trying to manipulate him?

You say, "T-trust you? I want to, I really do, but i've been led astray so often by so many in my p ast. And the whole idea of your eagerness to eat me... I just dont know what to do. Daye..how can I be sure that you want what's best for me..how can I be one hundred percent certain that what I'm d oing is the best thing, that I can truly trust you beyond a shodow of a doubt?"

Daye frowns then, letting her paws and his hands droop down to rest at their length... but her grip isn't as gentle as it was before, tightening just the slightest bit. "I've... got no assurances. Only my word as the Queen of a kingdom." His hands raise with her paws once more, this time lifted up to rest just in front of her face.

JasonJ winces a bit as your grip tightens, his hand muscles flexing as he tries to get you to loose n it a bit. He looks into your eyes as you speak, his heart starting to quicken in it's pace as he feels more and more as though he really has no choice in this matter. Swallowing nervously, he watches his hands as they are lifted to your face. "I..I....Daye, please..I'm scared."

A smile grows slowly across her muzzle... dangerously slow from his prespective. Gently, but firmly, her paws press his hands together, her right paw now clenching both together tightly. Though she only had half a grip on one hand... it was held firmly in place. Her other, now free, paw reaches slowly up, extending one finger and pressing it gently onto your lips. "Shhh. I've done this countless of times before."

JasonJ whimpers, his fear now fully out in the open. Is it you he fears, or what is about to happen to him? Most likely both, at this point. Your nose fills with the scent of said fear, as it wafts from his body, his eyes showing you his emotions as easily as his scent does. The only sounds from him is the constant whimpering, broken every so often with quick, minute gasps as his lip start to quiver. Staring into your eyes, he does the only thing he can do at this point, he simply nods at your words.

The kitsune, finding the display more then amusing, inhales deeply. Shudders tingle down her spine, the vixen relishing in the delicious scent of his fears being brought out in full. As soon as the extra breath leaves her lungs, her muzzle opens, the long, greyish tongue reaching out to lickle across her held hands, leaving behind a sticking coating which instantly begins to chill in the throne rooms air when the warm muscle passes. In one disturbingly strong motion, tongue hooking underneath to help guide them, she pushes both of his hands into her muzzle, her lips wrapping around his wrists in a tight seal.

Jason's whimpering is interupted by a sudden sound of shock, seeing the oddly colored tongue and finding his hands fully inside of your maw. He instictively tugs on his hands to free them from your mouth's wet embrace, his fingers curlng up and stretching repeatedly as they feel around inside at the surface of your tongue.

Three things immediatly strike you as odd. One, the tight seal of her lips give not an inch, no m atter your struggles... and the look the kitsune now gives you is not one of concern for you at all anymore. Rather, she looks quite amused. Second... her tongue, when it snaked out, couldn't nearly of been as wide as your hand. However, as you feel around, you feel nothing but the slimy surface of that greyish muscle. Third, with both hands inside of her muzzle, her cheeks should be bulging c omically outward... but no distortion can be seen in the fur. It's as if your hands just disappear as they enter. That seemingly larger tongue dances to your flailing touch, slathering between the b unched hands, bound together by the tight seal. Now, with both paws free, the kitsune reaches up, r ubbing the back of her paw against your cheek softly, offering a small wink.

JasonJ once again gives that same pitiful whimper; it started again when he saw your amused face . Confused and scared more than ever, he feels your paw against his face. As tears start to well u p in his eyes, his head slowly moved back an forth, a painfully slow shaking of his head in both di sbelief, and a silent plea for you to let him go. Inside your mouth, you feel his fingers pushing a gainst your tongue one moment then, when their freedom is known to be only a lost hope, they dig in to the oral muscle painlessly, fear gripping him, the results of which can be felt by your tongue as your eyes witness his body tense completely.

It's either the kitsune had no remorse for the human, or she just chose to not show it. Either wa y, the kitsunes expression remained one of amusement. Both paws slide softly against the humans che eks, one finger extended to catch a tear that had escaped from his eyes, the salty drop absorbed in to the fur of the digit. Chuckling around the sweet mouthful, her paws reach back and hook on his s houlders, pulling him closer. A long, loud slurping sound fills the air as his arms slide into the tight seal of the kitsunes black, rubbery lips. Though they should be well on their way down her th roat, he does not feel the tight embrace of the gullet. Instead, he only feels more of that twitchi ng, sticky muscle inside of that narrow muzzle... now dangerously close, her nose now just above hi s elbows. She does not stretch to accomodate the tasty appendages. Instead, his arms seem to just f unnel into her muzzle.

JasonJ continues to stare in an odd mix of fear and facination. Continuously pulling with all his m ight, he also continues to fail miserably at removing any portion of his arms. As he feels the stic ky warmth of your saliva against his skin, he flails his arms below the elbos as best he can, expec ting to feel something other than vast tongue...be it teeth, or the roof of your maw. he now brings his legs into play, using them to pull with all his might, his entire body trying to free even an inch of his arms from your lips tight embrace, sweat beading on his forehead from the pointless exe rtion. During all this, his eyes are focused on your face, moving constantly from your mouth, to yo ur own eyes, looking deep within them for some glimmer of hope.

Within those amber orbs he finds only a swirling, glimmering ocean, with himself reflected in the very middle. Those eyes show no emotion, and infact seems quite void of it any signs of intelligen ce. All that stares back at him is the basic, almost primal urge to feed. If he would curl his arms backwards, he would feel the parted, now gigatic enameled teeth of the kitsune, and maybe even the rubbery, slickening seal the kitsunes lips make on his arm. All that would be moot effort, however , for one paw trails up from your shoulder, a retracted claw tickling up the back up your neck. Aga in, the paw gains a hold... and again, without any strained effort, forces your head forward... tow ards the now loosening seal of the black lips. If he was able to at that time to look forward, he w ould of seen his arms had not infact just disappeared. He would of seen two tiny versions of his ar ms being tasted by the eager tongue of the kitsune.

JasonJ's arms continue to flail inside your muzzle, a shudder coming from his lips as he feels th e furry digit moving up his neck. he finds this to be utterly cruel, in a sense, as you are not onl y devouring him alive, and torturously slow, as well as enjoying every minute of yourself, but you also proceed to please him on some level with the touch of your paws, loving the feeling of your fi nger against his neck, and wishing you had chosen to do things like that rather than make him your meal. His doubts of your 'noble intentions' are even greater now as he sees the joy you're getting from this, realizing now that he was duped, and it was far too late to do anything now, untill he s ees your moist lips start to part. He readies himself to pull free from your mouth before freezing once more, seeing a brief glimpse of his arms. "What...what are you -doing- to me?! This...can't be right!"

With his head angled towards the purplish entranceway of her yawning maw, the paw hooked behind h is shoulder begins to pull again. Even with the pace painfully slow, Daye enjoying every second of it, her grip remains strong and steady. Her nose tickles at the hair on top of his head, slowly sli ding up and around as her jaws widen to accept it. At first, the fur at the bottom of her chin beco mes visible just at the top of your vision, but soon you look at the black ring of her dribbling bo ttom lip, followed by the purple-like pink of her gum line, and a short look at a seemingly perfect row of pointed teeth... before everything fades to a humid, quivering blackness. Outside, Daye's m uzzle slowly comes to rest at the base of Jason's neck, the kitsune looking quite pleased with hers elf.

JasonJ shudders as he watches you open your mouth, trying to speak, yet all words escape him, the o dd coloration of your maw, and the the fact you're fitting his head and arms in so easily takes awa y any words he might try to speak. He turns his gaze to your throat, getting a glimpse of it before everything goes black, feeling your moist lips about his neck. Outside, his legs continue to push at the ground, trying with all his might to pull himself free from his humid confines as his hands once again feel about in the darkness, trying to grip onto something, anything, yet only feeling th e slick surface of your tongue.

Every motion, every desperate attempt to flee only causes the kitsune shudder and grip all the ti ghter. Right now, a warm, slimy blackness is your home. Your head is pillowed on a soft floor which seems to constantly be on the move, sliding and grinding against and around your arms. You know it 's the tongue, eagerly tasting and prodding the flesh that is available to it. Outside, the kitsune s cheeks bulge not at all, even when the rubbery seal of her moist lips stretch to accept your shou lders, sliding down against your struggles, the barrier now wrapped tightly around your middle. Hal f of the human now appears to just disappear inside of her muzzle. Ever on the move, the giant-siz ed greyish tongue slathers all new areas presented to it, a now more profound wetness soaking at yo ur face and hair as the kitsunes spittle begins to build.

JasonJ builds enough courage to cry out in fear and desperation, yet the only reward yeilded to his actions is a mouthfull of your gathering saliva, causing him to sputter and choke as it catches hi m off guard. Outside, his legs kick and push, partially in repeat attemps of escape, but mainly in reaction to the ordeal he endures inside of your maw, becoming wetter and slicker with every passi ng second, upper body resting on the huge expanse of your tongue, as more than one mouthful of sali va is swallowed in his repeated cries of anguish.

Just as the kitsunes muzzle reaches your lower abdomen, a strange change takes place within the h ellish, fleshy world you are now within. At first, the faint smell of rosemary assaults your nose.. . but you can just make out the gray carpet that writhes around your upper body. Was it getting lig hter in here? Yes... It was! Slowly, that dark world takes on its own light. Some inner glow within the living cave. At first, you can barley make anything out... but slowly that changes. The gray c arpet you lay on can be seen curling far, far back. Following the natural crease in the middle of t he twitching muscle, it rolls back into a distant, dark purple hole. With every breath the kitsune takes, the soft flesh pulses out, then in, partially being blocked by the swinging, light purple uv ula hanging out in front, flopping wetly around from the continued struggles of your legs outside. The purple color lightens and breaks in two, following on the gum line on each side, broken in the middle by an almost crimson-like pink, which spans over the hard palate and up against the front teeth above you. The archway of t he hard palate reaches up, like a great, rigged cathedral ceiling. Large glops of saliva string dow n almost everywhere, rolling of the slimy tongue and pooling up underneath. The kitsune breaths out in an ecstatic sigh, the soft folds at the back yawning open, giving you short glimpse deeper down into the digestive tract of the kitsune. Those walls are also a dark purple, starting to turn a vi eny red as it gets deeper, just out of view. The rosemary scent blasts against you as the breath ro lls over you and through the crack of the kitsunes lips.

JasonJ blinks in amazement as he's soon given the gift of sight by the myserious light, his eyes fa lling on every inch of your mouth he can possibly see, and what he sees chills him to the bone. His struggles stop, for the moment, as he takes in the beautifully collored horrors around him, those unique colorations playing odd tricks to ones senses, as they are attractive to the eye in and of themselves, yet the very flesh that holds these colors is a terrible sight to behold indeed, as now he sees a floressent death waiting for him. As saliva continues to pool artound him atop your mass ave grey tongue, his eyes move to view the sides of your throat, looking for anything more than the uvula, tonsils perhaps, should you even have them. He also takes note of the length, and width, of the quivering fleshy uvula.

Daye smiles around the mouthful, the move made clear by the tightening of flesh around your body. I f you were to look back, you would watch as your legs, resisting no more, slide through the tight s eal of her lips, over the pointed row of the kitsunes perfectly white teeth, and onto the waiting, tasting gray tongue. Those very teeth now act like a white picket fence as they interlock together, sealing you inside the writhing prison. The kitsune "Mmmms" around you, the vibrations from her vo ice box conducted through the warm flesh around you and into your small form. During which, the si des of he gray carpet you now lie upon curls up and around you, wrapping you in in a cocoon like 's traw' of humid, slimy heat. On one end, the opening of the straw leads over the slope of the kitsun es tongue, past the soft folds of her throat entrance and into the long chute... leading only down. The other opening, towards the front, opens into the pit below the tongue... that crimson basket f illed with all the sticky saliva that has pooled due to the taste your body has given her. The gray walls that surround you press down around you, hugging against you in a slimy embrace, giving only enough room to crawl either way.

JasonJ sobs now, as he lies completely on your tongue, your relatively small mouth, as it seemed fr om outside, now a vast cave trapping him within. As the tongue curls around him, he looks at each d irection, knowing full well the first choice is definatly one he'd much rather pass up. Seeing no o ther reasonable alternative, he pulls himself along your tongue, dragging his body through the thic k coating of hot, slimy drool, as he makes his way to the tip of your tongue. The way he sees it, w ading in a pool of spit is not near a horrible fate when compared to meeting his end in your stomac h. Soon, after a troublesome crawl, due to the difficulty of getting any decent handhold, he finds himself looking out og the rolled tongue, and into the deep pool of spit, for the first time seeing the coloration and appearance of your jaw, under the tongue.

The sensative muscle feels your every move... tasting your tears just as they roll from your eyes , which only brings forth another "Mmmm" that builds into a full moan of pleasure. The kitsune knew you'd head in that direction, and it's apparent by the way the slimy tube slopes in that direction . When you hesitate to climb into that pool before you, Daye takes matters into her own hands. You feel your ears pop from the sudden change of pressure. At first, your slide is a slow one, the stra w-like tongue sucking you back towards the widenen hole in the back... but then you speed up. Just as you're about to slip out into the open expanse of the gullet, the tongue surges upwards, and you spal wetly against the soft, purple palate above the throat entrance. The ride isn't over, though, for the tongue slopes back down... a gray slide leading all the way back to the front... which you bounce downm splashing into that sticky pool. Though the flesh above the tongue was illuminated by some inner glow... the flesh underneath was not. The massive tongue eases down atop you, covering you in a wet darkness, waist -deep in spittle.

JasonJ screams at the top of his lungs as his fingers dig into the surface of your tongue, reying t o prevent moving into your throat, however all he succeeds in doing is draging globs of saliva with him. As he prepares himself for the long plummet ahead, he feels himself moving upward at an alarm ing rate, looking up intime to see your soft palate up close and personal. He can feel him squirmin g against the soft purple flesh, muffled voice screaming out undeterminable words as he's squeezed into it. Before long, he finds his ordeal isnt over yet, as he feels his body starting to slide dow nward in the opposite direction. before he can brace himself for impact, he finds himself submerged in the pool of spit, surfacing and gaining his footing, before becoming trapped again in darkness as your tongue covers him. You can feel him pushing against your tongur, trying to lift it with his arms and back, every so often stopping to punch at the wet oral muscle with all his might.

It took all of the kitsune's self control to keep the tiny, human morsel out from her gullet. She even regretted the decision to keep toying with him... at least until he rested beneath the heated muscle of her tongue. The sensations we indescribable to her. Every movement you make only causes the dark flesh around you to vibrate with the kitsune's moans. Her lips curl up into an amused smir k at your tiny punches, your fists lost from view with each swing against the giving tissue of the living ceiling above. The silken flesh above slowly presses against you, the pressure against your body increasing with every passing second. You hear saliva squelch out from beneath you as the warm flesh form-fits to your body... The pressure is to the point where it is almost unbearable, but ju st before it seems that you might be crushed beneath the might muscle, it lifts, resting "comfortab ly" on top of your form once more. "Do you see now what your struggles get you? I suggest you relax , and perhaps maybe even enjoy..." The dark world around you lights up as the kitsunes tongue moves to form the words of h er sentence.

JasonJ screams as the pressure increases, his mouth filling with your saliva causing his screm to sound more like he was gargling...which, in essence, he was. Having nowhere to dispose of the mouthful, he's forced to just swallow and keep silent as he pushes back uselessly on your tongue. When finally you speak, he breathes a sigh of relief that the pressure is finally gone. As you finish your scolding, he whimpers and sobs once more, dropping to his knees and begging you for mercy, and his freedom. You can feel him gently rubbing the bottom of your grey tongue as he begs, trying to placate you with offers acts he can perform that, hopefully, you'd prefer over having him in your stomach. "Please, my lady.. I...I can give you a footpaw rub..or...or even clean your teeth for you regularly..just so long as you dont swallow, please!"

All motions cease in your humid prison. Even the grayish tongue, so hard to control, remains perfectly still... suggesting the kitsune had amazing skill with the flexible muscle. All this motionlessness was just a feigned showing of interest. A tease, so as the little human trapped within her maw might gain a flicker of hope. To add to the effect, her teeth part by just a bit, allowing light and clean, fresh air to clash against the humidity...but it soon returns to the dim, pink light of before when her jowls interlock once more, all hope lost with the last breeze of fresh air. Again, the world around you curls and bounces as the kitsune speaks. "I could have any of my servants perform such tasks at just one bellow. Why would I need you? Besides... you make such a better snack then slave...." The muscular floor beneath you surges upwards, easily lifting you up and pressing your tiny form against the rigid palate above, saliva squelching out and around your soaked body... between legs, arms, and any opening it might find. Mercifully, your head just sticks out from the tip of the heated embrace, your view filled with the gleaming enamel teeth protruding from pink and gray speckled gums.

JasonJ squirms in sheer panic as your words register, leaving no doubt in his mind how serious you are of making him a part of your body. Despite his fear, which you can taste as it practically oozes off of his body like syrup, you taste another emotion upon your tongue, one that was fought against...he was being aroused by the feel of your tongue against his body and he was trying his hardest not to be. Another taste hits your tongue..his tears as they fall from his face onto your tongue's tip. He continuously squirms to free himself from the warm, saliva soaked embrace of the grey tongue, making squelching noises due to your saliva with every attempt. "Please, you cant.... I did nothing wrong! I just want to go home, please. What's so wrong with that one request... Home, that's all I'm asking, your ladyship..home."

The kitsune would have continued the "negotiations", ones that would of lead to your demise in her belly anyways, had she not felt something that had truly come as a surprise to her. You were becoming aroused? She had never experienced what it was like within the mouth of another, thanks to her title as Queen, so she had no idea what it might feel like... But it certainly should not be erotic, seeing how you quiet literally dangle on the edge of disaster. Another taste which tickles her tongue causes the kitsune's lips to curl into a delightful smile. You were crying... your arousal was against your will. This, of course, draws the attention of the textured muscle below you. In the beginning, all the pressure had been distributed evenly over you form... but now, the muscle seemed to press in against your loins. Slowly, the muscular carpet grinds against your body, the rigids above you holding you in place as the natural crease in the kitsune's tongue grinds forward, and then backward. Repeating in a slow pace...

JasonJ shudders as your tongue starts it's erotic massage against his loins, his hands clenching and relaxing each time it's surface rubs up against him. He tries to resist temptation, but the pleasure starts to overwhelm him, and with a few more struggles, you feel his shrit come lose, and soon fall from your tongue as the constant motion draws it away from his body. Now half undressed, you can taste the flesh of his hairless chest, toned but far from muscular. His heatbeat quickens, as does his breathing, and before long, he starts to moan softly in brief intervals. You can feel his face lower to the tip of your tongue, kissing, nuzzling, and even licking it.

Daye cannot help but chuckle at the tiny movements on her sensitive tongue, the grinding stopped, but only for a quick second. It can easily pick up the motions of your chest rising and falling... as it quickens it's pace with your rising passion. The first article of clothing finally comes loose , the full force of your flavor finally rubbed into her taste buds. Drool below you collects in a thick pool, the scent of rosemary strong in the air... not that you would care at the moment. The dexterous tongue undulates below you in waves... slimy flesh pressing up against your arousal in a slow rhythm. Her ears pick up the tiny, muffled moans you bellow... it seems you were finally enjoying the situation. The kitsune knew that you'd be distracted by such special... attention. Each rippling wave inches you closer to the widening throat flaps leading into Daye's gullet... She does not empty you within just yet... No, she had other plans for you at the moment.

JasonJ murrs passionately, starting to believe he may just survive this after all, if his luck holds. Kicking off his boots, he now works to remove his pants as well, leaving him with one last article of clothing to dispose of, his briefs. The pants and boots soon join his shirt in the pool of rosemary spittle. Taking notice of the...unexpected scent of your drool, he concentrates as he licks at the pleasuring oral appendage, starting to grind his hips downward against that undulating muscle. Without the constraints of his pants, you can get a better idea of his endowment. It seems to be , at the moment, decently sized, but not too huge of course. Regardless, you'd have to wait till the last article of clothing is flaoting in the pool of saliva before you could tell for sure. His moaning now turns to shudders of intense pleasure as he starts to massage the surface of your tongue while effectivly making love to it.

Daye is amused by it all. She had, at first, thought the loss of your shirt had been an accident. Even though the sensitive muscle keeps it's pace, she can feel your struggles as you remove almost all of your articles of clothing, only your undergarments the only thing left on your 3/4's naked form. Daye, of course, would not have it! The tongue's movements shift, centering on your lions, pressing in with intent to remove the bothersome garment. The flesh around you rumbles in an annoyed growl. Though you were undressing yourself, it seemed to not be quick enough the other Queen. The darkness is once more bathed in natural light as the fleshy carpet settles back down to the bottom as the kitsune's jowls part, two furry digits clasping around your middle and pulling you from the heated cavern, into the cool air of the Throne Room.

JasonJ blinks, looking up at you, saliva oozing off of his tiny form. The cool air causes him to sh iver and try to snuggle up between your fingers for warmth, getting the fur around the finger pads wet with your own spit. He kisses the pads lightly, still aroused and very affectionate. "Did I do something wrong? I..I thought you were enjoying yourself, my lady. Please, forgive me."

Daye smiles at your tiny form, which still steams in the cold air. "You confuse me, little one. First, you beg for your life... now you are--" The kitsune pauses, her brow quirking in amusement as you kiss the pad of her paw. No need to spoil the fun, now... Not with you like this, anyways. Carefully, her free paw reaches up to your near-naked body. Prodding in with her finger, the kitsune's black claw hooks onto the only remaining article of clothing you wear... and with one pull, it tears free. She flicks it from her finger, and the soaked briefs fall to the ground... a drop that would be deadly... a drop that you would take with only a casual flick of her wrist. But what fun would that be? Both your now-naked body and the paw you sit on rise up toward the kitsune's yawning maw, strings of spittle stretching until breaking point. The casual flick of her wrist comes... but instead of free falling to your doom, you are instead emptied back into the warm and secure maw of the Kitsune Queen.

JasonJ lands atop of the grey tongue, his member now free and fully erect. It's hard to tell it's exact measurement at his current size, but it would seem to be about nine inches, were he his full height. "Your highness, I still beg for my life, and I beg you to reconsider your intentions. I do find you intoxicatingly beautiful, and your soft sweet lips are something I'd love to kiss. Being past them now, and on your tongue that was so diligintly pleasuring me, I consider a gift, one I shall treasure for all my days. Please, see now what uses I could be to you, my lady, if you just let me live." With that, he lies back on his stomach, returning to the task of kissing and licking your wet, warm tongue, his erect member now thrusting against it's surface as his sac works to bring forth his seed in the impending climax.

Your words have little effect on the kitsune. Too lost is she in your exquisite flavor which is absorbed into her taste buds with every miniscule movement you make on her tongue. The kitsune had not swallowed the spittle from earlier... As the tongue returns you to the upper palate, the saliva comes with it. For a split second, you're totally absorbed in the thick gollop... until the flesh around you tenses, the pressure increasing dramatically to the point your ear drums are in danger of bursting. All at once, the pressure falls and the spittle washes backward, throat flaps opening to accept the liquid flavored with you oozing down into the fleshy depths of the kitsune. In rubs the tongue, the slick surface gliding along you entire form, the kitsune's eyes widened for just a split second at the surprising size of your arousal. Even with a creature your size, Daye can tell just by your movements that you're close to the climax, her smile returning in full.

JasonJ watches as your throat flaps work, watching to see every little visual detail of the process . He swallows himself, a bit nervously, before returning to the task at hand. His hips pump hard and fast against your moving tongue, pre already seeping from the tip of his manhood onto the surface of your tongue, giving new flavor to your tastebuds. You can feel the constant pounding of his hips against the oral muscle, making odd wet sounds as they hit the saliva riddled surface of the tongue. He seems very near to climax, and at the same time, his flavor changes a bit, you seem to notice a taste that's more than human...it had been there all along, but was too feint to tell earlier. Now it's more noticable, and his flavor seems to be a combination of human and....dragon?

Daye murrs around your body, the smell of rosemary growing thick in the air, the vibrations of her voice conducted through the flesh and sinew. The muscular appendage of her tongue presses in with the new rhythm of your bucking hips, the flesh almost form-fitting to your body each curl. The enameled fence interlocking around you cracks open as the kitsune's jowls widen with a resounding moan, the heated breath steaming up in the cool air of the throne room. The squelching sounds from your actions of pleasure filter into the room and are picked up by the sensitive ears of Daye. The shadows change as the lips curl back up into a grin, more light shining in to illuminate the fleshy cavern around you, the speckled gums, grey tongue, and purplish throat flaps visible in their full glory. You inch dangerously close to the exit of the vixen's maw, the one leading down and not out. How surprised she is when the flavor in her maw takes on a new tint... Draconic? How could a human have the taste of a dragon? The ingesting does not halt, however... Assuming it only a fluke, the kitsune's jowls close once more, the pinkish hue filling the pleasurable prison from an unknown source, which seems to only brighten with your rising pleasure.

JasonJ doesnt even notice the flaps behind him as he finally climaxes, the taste of dragon now starting to overpower the flavor of human. You can taste and feel the seed as it spews forth from his member in strong bursts, more seed than you would expect a human to have, really...one that size at least. He climaxes again and again, draining every last ounce, or whatever measurement fits his current size, from his sac as his body tenses. One wonders when it will even end, when it finally tapers off, the bursts becoming less and less bountiful until he is finally spent, as his body collapses onto your tongue. He breathes heavilly, kissing your tongue, as he tries to speak between breaths. "Being...half dragon...increases my stamina, Daye. If you would have me, my lady, I'd do whatever you wanted me to. Be your toy, your servant...your sex toy if you so desire, but please...dont use me as a snack. I wouldnt even fill you up..."

The vixen's tongue stops as soon as the first twitch from your climax wracks your member, the warm seed spreading out and across her tongue. As more spills out in what seems like never-endings spurts, it spills off the side of the grayish muscle, collecting in a soup of both spittle and seed below. The draconian flavor is overwhelming now, drowning out the even the tantalizing flavor of human. Had it not been for your next words, the kitsune might have thought herself crazy. For the first time this night, Daye listens fully to the human between her lips. So he -was- a dragon, though only half. Mouth still full with the tang of your seed, the kitsune still manages to mouth around you . "We shall talk of this later, when I next see you... As for you being just a snack... you would be amazed on how little it takes to sate a kitsune." She had talked not to answer your words... but to distract you. Your feet now tickle against the velvety flesh of the gullet, which gives absolutely no resistance, tongue surging back, coaxing your lower legs into the tunnel beyond which instantly grips down hungrily. Deep down, a faint rumbling is heard... the sounds of an eager and impatient stomach.

JasonJ screams as he feels his legs touch your throat flaps. He looks back at them, fully studying them now, both color, appearance...and the way they feel against his body. You can feels his hands groping for something to hold onto, anything he can reach and grab, but to no avail. "Daye, please! I dont want it to end this way...not now..not after all this! I want to be more! More than food, more than just a piece of meat digesting inside of you... Didnt what just happened mean...anyting to you? I...I admit, your beauty, your face...I'm smitten. Maybe it's the magic you kitsunes have..maybe it really is something more, but regardless, I dont want to be just a simple snack to you...I long to be more than just that...please, dont let this be my fate...dont eat me, Daye!"

She would talk, at least to reassure you and perhaps tell you of the magical effects of the Kingdom, but it had already gone a bit too far for her to comfortably talk, and she sure did not want to give up her meal. The muscular contractions of her gullet pull surprisingly gently, the kitsune's perfect control allowing her to do so. The smooth undulations, at least, might soothe the humans efforts to escape. The small uvula dangles above, twitching at every movement. The soft textured tongue presses upwards for a moment, squelching your tiny form into the slimy soft palate above, holding you in place as the saliva and seed is drained in one mighty swallow. Your legs are squeezed together by the velvety, heated muscles of the kitsunes gullet, but you move not an inch thanks to the support of your previous love toy. The kitsune seemed to be delaying the swallow... the throat flaps relaxing back up against your form. They had no means of holding you, so weak the closing muscles had been. Just like a pair of silken lips, the flaps close about your middle, the purple flesh sticking to your naked form. Daye intentionally lets her jaws gape open just barely, allowing natural light to creep inside... a long the view of a green meadow. Daye was looking outside of a window... To her, it was a beautiful sight to behold indeed but to -you-, it was a nightmare framed with canine teeth.

JasonJ shudders loudly at the sight before him, feet kicking and trying to get a foothold in the slimy throat. "Please, Daye, I'm begging you...I pledge my life to you, if you'll spare me, I swear it!" He continues to grab and grope as he feels the flaps up against his waist. He takes a risk, and runs his hands along the flaps, trying to push one hand past them, if they yeild, and up to your uvula, trying to grasp it, and hold on for dear life. "Think about it, Daye! I could be anything you want me to be to you, anything at all!"

Your continued struggles only inched you lower and lower. With your form lubricated in both your own seed and the kitsune's spittle, even the kitsune's tongue could not keep you from sliding deeper. In your desperate attempt to clasp at her uvula, you are just barly able to grasp it, but it slips from your hold almost instantly, the natural lubricants making it impossible to hold for long. It was just enough to make the kitsune gag, however, and this only spells disaster for you. Throat opening and tongue surging outward, nothing protects you from the crimson gullet, which is more then happy to accept your body. You slide over the back slope of the kitsune's soft-textured tongue, and just as your view is cut off, you feel the tongue trying to grab hold of you again... but it is too late. All around you, the slimy chute kneads into your form, undulations ushering your tiny body through the beginnings of the gullet of the vixen.

JasonJ screams in abject horror as he slips from his perch and into your gullet. He struggles, kicking and grabbing, in an attempt to save himself. He manages to grip onto your eppiglotis, the protective flap that covers your windpipe during a swallow, and nearly falls into your windpipe. He can see your vocal chords briefly, before his struggles knock him back on course in time to avoid you choking on him. As he's pushed down towards your grumbling stomach, he idly wonders how far down the odd coloration goes before it changes color, assuming it ever does, while he continually struggles in vain against the push of the peristalsic muscles.

Daye tensed up when her gagging reflex threatened her as you gripped on the edge of her windpipe. For a moment, she thought you might crawl your way down the wrong tube, causing her a lot of discomfort. Her worries, however, pass right along with you as a muscular contraction pulls you down. The slimy, veiny tube form-fits to your body, just enough to allow you to breath the stale and humid air that had joined when the vixen's gullet claimed you. The squelching sounds of the workings of Daye's innards are your only companion in the darkness of her gullet, but those are soon drowned out by the dull thrumming of the heart, just inches away, separated by sinew and flesh. The sound, however, grows fainted as the undulations coax you slowly deeper. You have no way of seeing what lies ahead, but the growling from below grows louder with every second...

JasonJ continues to struggle like mad, annoyed at the fact that, assuming you can even feel his movements, you're probably enjoying them. He digs his fingers painlessly into the veiny flesh of your esophogus, trying to get a grip in hopes of staying where he is, even if he couldnt make his way back up. As the sounds of your stomach grow louder, his fear grows stronger, as does his desperation. There is little he can do to stop his descent towards the abyss of your stomach, but he keeps trying as best he can to avoid his apparent fate...it's all he can do, now.

When your desperation grows, so does your movements. You are digging with all your might into the fleshy walls, which only gives away with every attempt. To the kitsune, however, your clawing fingers feel like a faint tickle, which coaxes a small giggle out of her. Even the small effort of a chuckle causes your downward momentum to quicken, though it really did not matter at that point now.. . your feet already feel the warmth and slight sting of the valve into the kitsunes stomach. It is as if the sphincter knew you had arrived, for instead of being forced through by the persistent muscles pushing from above, it widens as soon as your feet touch. The darkness is again filled with the pinkish illumination you had encountered up inside of her muzzle, and as soon as the last wave melds back into the gullet wall, you get a birds-eye view of the living cocoon that is the vixen's stomach... seconds before you free-fall inside. As the ringed muscle squeezes you into the empty chamber, you notice immediately that the walls slightly glow a dark red. You come to rest at the pit of the fleshy chamber, and the body around you rumbles in acknowledgment of your presence. The wrinkled, light pink walls secrete a think goo smelling strongly of rosemary, coating the entire chamber you currently occupy, making escape the way you came in a nearly impossible feat. With each muffled thud of the kitsunes melodic heartbeat the walls pulse inwards, slowly relaxing back into place until the next beat. Long strings of the sweet-smelling liquid connect the 'roof' of the stomach to a small pool you currently reside by. You notice the far wall bulge inwards towards you... most likely Daye rubbing against her now sated stomach. You spot another puckered hole just a few feet away from you, sucking away extra fluids. You could try to exit the fleshy cocoon you now are in by pressing through, but youd only meet your fate quicker by the stronger acids.

JasonJ falls into the huge pit of your stomach. It's a massive cavern, to him, and now it seems it will also be his final resting place, especially if her magic allows her to absorb him permanently. He shudders at the thought, and many others running through his mind, when he finally hits the stomach floor. He stands and looks about at his suroundings, scared and curious all at once. If he's going to die soon anyways, he might as well explore, as he's never seen a stomach like this before. He moves to the strings of liquid, testing how they feel by trying to move his hands through them.

Daye felt the lump that was you finally exit out into the larger sack and lets out a long and sated sigh. All that effort, all that begging, and you still now reside at the "Dead End" of the vixen's digestive tract. The landing on the stomach floor had been easy and soft, and when you stand it seems a lot easier due to the winkles being less developed. The pool of 'goop' bubbles up, the pressure to your ears building for just a split second before you hear a sclorch above... followed by the vibrations of a loud burp above. Even if Daye -was- a Queen, she sure did not have the manners of one. With curiosity comes repercussions... however, as you press your hand into the slime, it covers over your hand with a warm, thick gravy. A very slight tingle teases the hairs of your hand... but it wasnt a tingle of digestion... No, it felt more like your hand was falling asleep, the strength getting absorbed from the very muscles within it... but only the most perceptive would notice the change. It seems this liquid could become very potent, but right now the power of it seemed dormant. However, you notice a change in the light above and below the string where you hand now resided... the liquid itself was the source of the illumination.

JasonJ shakes out his hand, trying to get feeling and strength back into it. He looks to the goop on the floor of the stomach, touching it as well, seeing if it's the same stuff as the dripping strings from above, or something different. Normally, in any other location, he'd be more cautious, but considering where he was now, and what his fate is to be, it doesnt really matter. At least, he doesnt think so. He drops to his kness, rather harshly too, as if it would really hurt her, before slowly placing his hand in the goop puddle that bubbled earlier, prior to the loud belch.

The senses within the muscular sack were amazingly sensitive, so when you slammed your knees down as you knelt, she felt it , and knew it was no accident on your part. This, however, only draws an amused chuckle from the kitsune, whom feels this to be the right time to rub into her belly The wall to your right bulges inward to the external massage, dislodging a mass of slime which had collected between two folds. It spills onto the smooth floor, and 'slithers' it's way to the pool your hand is now held within. It feels exactly like the same thick goop you handled before, but the strength-draining effects were drastically more powerful. In an instant, your hand grows numb from the wrist to the tips of your fingers. It's here, you realize, where the final process takes place... And if you were to look closly to the pools edge, you would notice it was rising, albiet slowly.

JasonJ swallows and quickly removes his hand, waiting for feeling to return. He's not sure, now, exactly how digestion will take place here, but he's got a good idea. Moving back away from the puddle, he sees another option, if things get to bad here, the puckered hole which seems to be the stomach exit. He keeps note of it, in case it's use is needed, and idly wonders what happened to the clothing he left in the pool of your jaw, as it would be handy for more 'tests' right now. He'd also like to throw his boots at the bulge in your stomach made by your rubbing handpaw. You may have gotten a small snack, but you've certainly lost the trust this human/dragon hybrid had in you. "I hope I give you gas...."

As soon as your words are uttered, you feel the world shudder around you... the kitsune was moving. As Daye sits back down onto her throne, it feels to you like a hard bump. It's a quake hard enough to send even the sturdiest of creatures off balance, but the pool of thick gloop quivers only slightly. "Now, now... is that the way to talk to your Queen? If you are going to live in these lands , you must learn some respect for your leaders." When the vixen speaks, you hear it as clearly as if you were standing right next to her. Her own words causes the kitsune to fall into thought. Was that the reason from your panicked actions? She had forgotten during this meal that you were on the island for but a moment... and knew nothing of it's magical properties. "You think yourself a doomed man? Your nutrients added to my thighs... or lips?" The very notion causes the kitsune to chuckle out loud.

JasonJ grumbles, resisting the urge to kick the stomach wall, as he doesnt want his foot to go numb . "I know what will happen to my body, in the end. There's no point in eating me unless you get something out of it." True, he didnt know about the way others reform here, nor would he, unless told, as he was able to reform himself automatically. Fortunatly for him, he wouldnt lose his memory this way, and would stand a better chance against her, next time...or so he hoped. She was beautiful, after all. And all she'd need do is seduce him again. "You promised me a chance off of this island. If I'm forced to stay against my will, why should I show you respect? I bow only to just rulers, not rulers who are just in it for themselves."

The kitsune was quick with the tongue, as one of her position should be. However, she really was not in any hurry at the moment. Relaxing in her throne, she slides down until she is almost horizontal. This, of course, does not help your predicament. The angle led straight into the waiting pool of that strength-sucking goop. If you were to fall inside, it would mean your death... for the pool was actually layered. The first few feet was the slime you had handled... however, the rest of the pool was it's more common acidic brethren. If Daye were to lean anymore, then you would truly be doomed to digest. "Indeed, I had promised you a way from this island... for -I- am the only way to get out of this place. All I have to do is turn a blind eye... but I cannot promise that the others shall be as lenient." Daye idly drums on her stomach, heard by you as a thrumming in the distance. Daye had no way of knowing you could reform yourself, as proven by her next words. "The properties of this Island prevents a premature death, but does not stop the ravages of time. You will walk again, my dear Jason... however, you will first spend time in the Reformation Tank."

JasonJ mutters, trying to avoid the pool of goop as he tries to get to the puckered 'exit'. "That remains to be seen, Daye... I hope you can handle indigestion, cause this is one snack that will definatly disagree with you." Getting closer to the pucker, he tries to push his hands through it. He may meet his fate just the same, but if he escapes the stomach, he assumes she'll get less than she expects from him in the way of nutrients.

Having such an ability as hers, she has long since become awares of the dangers of live prey being tucked away in the inner sanctum of her belly. Your attempts to force your way further inside of the kitsune of registered to her as a tickle. Try as you might, the muscle remains firmly closed, the only progress your hands get are in the form of a faint stinging. The exit, so used to seeing things pass through it in a digested state, has collected it's fair share of the more digestive goop in the pool. "Do you really have to act so rash? I've heard it is rather enjoyable in there... Almost like a personal Sauna. Besides..." Daye jerks her abdomen to the side, an obvious movement to toss you backwards towards the pool, which only waves ripples slightly even from such force. "...your stay will only be a temporary thing."

JasonJ grumbles as he slides towards the pool, stopping just in front of it, his fingers dipping inside and instantly going numb. Knowing there was no way out, his fear started turning more to anger . "Oh, yes, it's just lovely. Perhaps we should invite your whole damn kingdom inside for a little party, then we can take a little tour to the marvelous sites of your appendix, and then onto your colon! Have you considered putting brochures at the front gate?" He realized, soon after his outburst, that on such a technologically impaired island, you may not even know what a brochure is, but he doesnt dwell on the thought too long. He stands, slowly, trying to think of what to do next, as he seems to be running out of options.

You were right about your assumption. "A what at the gate? No matter..." The rosemary smell seems to have grown quite thicker over the past few seconds. It's sweet smell stings pleasantly at your nostrils and eyes, even feeling as if it is sticking to your skin -through- the saliva which already covers it. "It is past time for this little encounter of ours to end, my little human." If the writhing, dripping flesh did not already give you a deep sense of dread, then the brass rumblings of a hungry stomach rumbling all around you might. The pinkish light which had been within the dripping goo dims just enough for you to be able to notice. At the same time, the rosemary smell had become thick enough to where it's the only thing to smell as you breath... and that smell was -fast- replacing the oxygen left within the now undulating chamber. "I hope you didn't find this a too unpleasant of an experience..." The light had almost faded to black now... some still sparkling in the stomach fluids. If this was any other place, then perhaps you might have found it to be a beautiful sight... and if the goo clinging to your body wasnt beginning to tingle.

JasonJ breathes heavilly, trying to fill his lungs with precious oxygen, which is now scarce inside of your stomach. Losing his balance in his struggle to survive, he falls face first into the pool before him, the goo entering his mouth and throat. He's far too deprived of air to even struggle on instinct to having fluid enter his lungs. The last thing he feels is the tingling sensation in his chest and stomach, the last thing he hears is the sounds of your stomach, claiming it's prize and announcing it's victory over him.

The kitsune feels every movement inside of her... every one of your -last- movements. Her paw rubs gently against her stomach, her tails dancing slowly behind her in post-meal bliss. It's then the absorption begins. Not direct digestion, but rather an absorption of the 'life' within your limbs. This was the way kitsune's truly fed. She didn't need to swallow you down to do this, for she could do it with something as simple as a kiss... but it would cause mind-numbing pain to wrack your whole body. The Queen Kitsune was more humane then that; She would never cause anyone pain due to her own actions. Murring contently, Daye leans further into her comfy throne, her eyes lulling almost to a close as she finishes her almost vampire-like feeding within her, and finally lets her body continue on with how it processes food.

JasonJ reforms, slowly, behind the throne of the kitsune queen. Thusly, she never sees the tiny flash of golden light on the ground behind her. He may have been shrunk by her, but he was digested at a tiny size, and therefore reforms just the same. Silently, he grows back to his full 6 foot form, watching in disgust at how much she seems to have enjoyed his demise. While his beliefs are mistaken, he knows only that she tricked him, used him, and is now in total bliss in front of him. Silently, he leans forward, his mouth close to her ear as he speaks both calmly and quietly. "Did you enjoy your little snack, 'your highness'? " When he adresses her by title, the words are spoken in such a sarcastic, sour manner; like those two simple words were the most vulger words in any language that ever existed.

At the same time of his reformation, her eyes had fully closed. Though she absorbed the very energy of her prey, it does -not- energize her. Rather, it does the opposite and her body urges her to sleep so it can properly take care of the extra energy. She was more then happy to comply, though something whispering on the edges of her consciousness draws her back into alertness, her ears picking up the words '...enjoy your little snack, your highness?'. It had been a -long- time since the kitsune had been so caught off guard. She fumbles in a hurried rush to stand from the throne, turning back to look upon an all-to-familiar face. "W-What? You are not supposed to be back until at -least- tomorrow! How did yo--" Daye freezes to her own words, that thought ringing through her head. Of course! She had heard of such an ability during her diplomatic travels overseas... when the Preadtor's had deemed it necessary that she traveled. Daye seems to gain some of her composure back, returning to a less-defensive posture, one paw resting on her waist. "I have heard of such a power, though I waved it off at the time as a foolish bedtime story. Never did I believe I would actually meet one with... such a talent." As she talked, her voice had been trembling slightly, and indeed it had a reason to be. You really didn't seem in the best of happy moods at the moment, and though she was not afraid of death... she was afraid of the pain she would feel reaching there.

JasonJ studies you, and he can read your fear. Not so much what it was from, but simply that it was there. He assumed it was simply being caught red handed. He just expreienced your 'crime' after all, and the evidence was still in a liquid state in your stomach, being absorbed. "You may be the ruler here, Daye, but I think you and I need to have a little talk. Sit back down. Please." Although 'please' was used, it sounded more like a polite way of saying 'sit back down, -now-'. He looks into your eyes, watching you very carefully, and although his eyes show great anger, and resentment, there seems to be no malice in them.

Daye seems to gain -all- of her composure back now as she begins to understand how you anger is being shown. The kitsune keeps her eyes cast low as she carefully returns to her throne. She could have already summoned her guards, which would of eagerly ran in and cut you down where you stand... Even when you first addressed her and scared her almost beyond her wits, she felt that she would come to no harm... at least physically. Sighing, she lowers herself onto the extravagant seat, turning to look back at your glowering face. "If I heard correctly, that almost sounded like an order."

JasonJ smirks. "It certainly wasnt a request, lady. Now, on to business. As you can see, this temple, or whatever it is you were rambling about, holds no control over me. I reform on my own, and always will. What's more, I remember everything as clear as crystal, up to when I passed out." He walks closer to you, reaching out his hand and poking you lightly in the stomach. "Here, and even all the way back to where it began, in here." Holds your muzzle gently, yet firmly, between his fingers and thumb at the corners of your mouth. "It's a pretty mouth, Daye, but only for kissing. It doesnt rank on my top ten list of most scenic places to visit." He let's go of your mouth, turning his back to you as he takes a few steps forward. "Now, we had an agreement. You said you'd try your plan, and see if I could get home. Later, you said you -were- the way home. Well, you've had your food, and your fun. Now it's time to do your share. And to make it more worth your while, not that I need to, I'll make you a deal." He turns to face you again, looking you over, and walking slowly around the side of your throne. "Give me free, unlimited access to come and go as I please, and I will not tell anyone that I can do so, or that there is any way off the island. Moreover, I'll help protect the secret, and while here, pose as your advisor, and fulfill your every request. Turn down the offer, and, well...." He continues walking, stopping behind your throne. "I will tell everyone here about the temple's purpose, the predators' big secret, and what you really are. The whole system will crumble. The subjects who love you, and call you Queen will turn from you, and you will lose everything you have here. And, before you consider ending my life as an altrernate solution, Daye, I always reform, no matter what the cause of death." He leans forward, hands on your shoulders as he begins to rub them gently. "If you weigh the pros and cons, I think you'll see my way is the best choice."

The kitsune's head follows your every movement, trying to discern by your body motions alone on where this might be leading. The kitsune narrows her eyes threateningly when you grab her muzzle... "Worth my-- A Deal?" You continue on without even listening to her, it seems. As you pace around her throne, spouting your 'deal', the kitsune pulls her tails away from your path. The very basis of this 'plan' causes her insides to churn in an unsettling distaste. To think, the Queen being blackmailed! She really does not think that highly of you, that very fact apparent by the way her head darts to look at you, the swirling pupils of her eyes seeming to dig into you by look alone. Though, thinking about it, she really saw no side-effects in going along... "What other choice do I have? And kill you? Preposterous. There has not been a shed of blood in these lands for eons... but..." She pauses long enough to lift her paws, each pinching your hand as if they were toxic, and dropping them off of her shoulders. "It is done. You will be able to leave this island in a day... Before then, and it will not be able to go unnoticed."

JasonJ chuckles as you remove his hands. "Thank you, my lady. Now then, as your advisor, and servant, what would you have me do as I wait for the day to pass? Your worship has already had food, but is there anything else I might provide for you?" He walks back around to the front of your throne, kneeling and bowing his head. Such a sudden change in demeanor... He trusts your word, not that he has been given any reason to, and is honoring his part of the deal, acting as your servent untill the time comes for him to return home.

Daye blinks, honestly astonished with the sudden change of heart the human seemed to take on, as if he just -didn't- blackmail the vixen he now kneeled in front of. The kitsune, set off by such a turn of events, lets down her guard, quirking her eyes up in confusion, along with the tilting of her head, her normally perk ears angling towards the way her head tilted. A smile slowly runs along her muzzle as she looks as the seemingly changed man. "Such a change of heart... Well..." She stands, padding up to the kneeling form, her kitsune-nature kicking into gear again. Gently, her claws trace across your back. "When here, you could stay in the castle, helping me and me alone. I do not ask for much, really..." She pauses just long enough to reach underneath your chin, gently coaxing you to your feet to look into the smiling visage of a Queen, amber eyes swirling slowly. "...perhaps help me clean. If the need arise, then help defend the castle... or... if one night I am lonely..." She leaves it off on that, walking away, a single clawed finger tickling underneath your chin as she turns, sitting back upon her throne.

JasonJ swallows, quite audibly, as he hears what may await him as your servant. Shuddering at the thoughts that race through his mind, an embarassed smile creeps onto his face. "L-lonely? You mean, at some point, you and I might..? I mean, you'd be willing for the two of us to...?" He cant bring himself to say it out loud, which he finds both frustrating, and even more embarassing, cause he feels like such an idiot.

Daye just chuckles at the human as he fumbles with his words. She nods, her tails again beginning to dance to an unseen wind. "Is it that hard to grasp? But..." The kitsune stands, padding down to t he side of the human, looking over her shoulder. "I must be getting to bed. The gift you've given me needs to be... processed." The kitsune leans in, kissing you on you cheek, her lips just barely brushing over your skin. "Goodnight, my new servant."

JasonJ nods slowly, his body trembling as your lips touch his skin. "I..look forward to serving you , my Queen."