Hazel hums a calming tune as she walks while often rubbing over her belly. With you packed in her gut, she has a feeling of trust, as well as finding you a courageous man to accept this trust ritual and staying in her body for a whole day.
"Hopefully my walking doesn't discomfort you Red. My father didn't move that much during my ritual." She says.
"It's fine. It's simply a soft and bumpy ride. Do some of your tribe manipulate their prey to make them panic or struggle?" You say and softly rub the stomach walls causing her to murr.
"Not often but some do tend to push their meals around saying it's to truly test them but it might be they just wanna digest them. That has never been clear about it at all." Hazel says and soon she arrives at her lover's house.
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