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Gluurp lounged on her chaise within her chambers. It was a little past noon, and she was feeling quite peckish. The Oggorus had been snacking on tenderlings since morning, but now she was in the mood for something more substantial. Beatrice had gone out to fetch a meal for Gluurp, but she hadn't returned yet. Hopefully the meal was up to her standards. Some street food might be nice, or perhaps something from a restaurant, but Gluurp was in the mood for something…more. Beatrice has always managed to intuit what her mistress desired, and she always met expectations. Gluurp was delighted she managed to snatch up Beatrice before anyone else could, as the outsider made a wonderful servant. And perhaps, if today was truly the day that Beatrice finally disappointed Gluurp, she would make a fine meal as well. Gluurp idly rubbed her hands over her venom glands and across her skin, spreading her venom across her hide. If Beatrice did return with a disappointing meal, it still wouldn't do any good to waste it. Perhaps Gluurp would feed it to her mephitoads. They deserved a treat every once in a while.

Gluurp's musings were broken by the sound of the door opening. It seems Beatrice has returned with her meal. The bear enters her mistress's chambers, followed by another outsider, this one appearing to be a stag. The stag stood a few inches taller than Beatrice, and his eyes widened when he caught sight of Gluurp. However had Beatrice lured him here, it seems he was now realizing that they had no intention of letting him leave. The deer turned to run, but Beatrice was standing between him and the door. This little show was quite entertaining to Gluurp, but she's not one to play with her food. She struck out with the stinger on her tail, injecting the deer with a potent dose of her venom. Instantaneously, the deer became sedate and calm, a dopey smile spreading across his face. His muscles relaxed, all the tension draining from his frame. Beatrice turned him around, her hands on his shoulders, guiding him to stand before her mistress. After presenting the deer to her mistress, Beatrice took a few steps back, so her mistress could appraise the prey she had brought her.

Gluurp examined the stag, running her hands along his fur and across his body. She decided to taste test the deer, and began running her tongue over his fur and skin. She languidly dragged her tongue across his torso, working her way up to his neck. Satisfied with what she tasted, Gluurp opened her mouth wide and took the deer's head into her mouth. His addled state made it much easier, as he didn't struggle even one bit. Gluurp grabbed the stag's body by his hips and lifted it. Tilting her head back, she began to swallow the rest of his body. Once she had finished consuming her prey, Gluurp licked her lips and let out a loud belch. Satisfied with her meal, she stretched out and reclined on her chaise, content. Beatrice, noticing that her mistress had finished her meal, approached her reclining form. Beatrice climbed up on top of her mistress's stomach and lied on top of it, pressing her ear to Gluurp's stomach to listen to it groan and churn as it began to digest her recent meal. Though she was content to relax on top of her mistress's satisfied stomach, Beatrice knew she had better start planning dinner soon. Her mistress's appetite was never satiated for long, after all.