...SLIGHTLY.

You slither forward quickly, around the three girls still clutching each other, and wrap your coils around Celia. She screams, but stops quickly as you look at her. "Relax," you say, somehow sounding soothing, and still wrapping your coils around her. "You don't have to be afraid. Just relax." You have her wrapped up from shoulders to toes now, and she seems a bit more calm. "So...you're not going to eat me?" "I said I couldn't resist, but you don't have to be scared. It will be over quickly. Just close your eyes, and think about what you'll see on the other side..." She closes her eyes, and seems to be consoled. "A-alright. Just do it quickly." You unravel your coils and leave her standing on the ground. "Take off your clothes, please," you say. She falters; who wouldn't? "I don't think my like of the taste of fabric has changed with my changing to this form." She sighs, nods, and begins to strip. When she is finished, she sets her bundle of clothes aside, and turns back to you, blushing furiously. You quickly cover her up as much as she had been before. "Well, head-first or feet-first?" She closes her eyes and considers. "Feet-first," she whispers, eyes still closed. You tilt her sideways and expose her feet. You taste the scent briefly with your tongue, then unhinge your jawbone. You loosen your coils slightly, then use your arms to bring her feet into your mouth. You close your jaws around the calves, and begin to eat. Celia suddenly smiles and says, "Squeeze harder. This feels good." With a bit of surprise, you tighten your coils around her. You undo the coils bit by bit to keep her head in air, and the other girls come forward to see Celia. "Are you all right?" asks Brynnah. "I'm fine," Celia replies. "I feel perfectly fine." Her smile seems to show a feeling of peace. "I don't feel afraid anymore," she says as her arms enter your mouth. "This feels wonderful, and I couldn't imagine dying in more comfort." The other girls hug as much of her as they can. You remove the last of your coils and expose her torso, allowing them a better embrace. When they let go, her chest and shoulders disappear into your mouth. "Goodbye," she whispers, and you swallow her completely. "Delicious," you say, "and I'm glad she wasn't afraid."

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