You decide to confront the tall Tauren woman, who has been seemingly unstoppable at this point. She definitely has three of your comrades inside of her massive belly, you determine.
Suddenly she turns around and notices you running up to strike her. She raises her axe, ready to slash your approach. You instinctively raise your shield ready to absorb the blow, her attack lands, but you are knocked back. As you lay on the ground, the Tauren warrior walks nearer to you, preparing on eating you.
But on a stroke of luck a friendly Draenei paladin arrives with a powerful holy light spell, replenishing your health to full. With your new found strength, you quickly recover and take to your feet. The Draenei paladin nods to you and you nod back to her in mutual understanding and both of you charge the tauren. You two both target one of her legs and somehow manage to tip her enormous cow body over. You and the Draenei hold her body down, while thinking of your next course of action.
The Draenei tells you "Now is your chance to consume her." You know that she has three allies still struggling inside her gigantic stomach, but you knew this would be your only opportunity to end this warrior, so you say a silent prayer for your fallen comrades and begin to stuff the Tauren's hoofs into your mouth. The process takes a few minutes, while her three person-sized belly gave you the most trouble, but luckily again the Draenei was there to give you a hand, pushing and shoving the engorged stomach down your throat. The Tauren's beach ball-sized breasts, or maybe udders is the better word, was the most flavorful part of her, leaking milk inside your mouth all the way down, then her head goes down relatively easily afterwords.
You lie back with your now titanic belly containing a total of four people inside, all squirming and kicking, trying to get out in vain. You massage your stomach while thinking sympathetic thoughts for your comrades inside. "I'm sorry sisters, this isn't how I wanted this to happen. Your sacrifices will be remembered," you apologetically try to console those trapped deeper within your belly.
The Draenei comes over and massages the the far end of your gigantic belly that you couldn't reach. "They will die, yes, but they will live on as a part of you at the very least," now she is the one doing the soothing. "They all will contribute to you, and improve you, thank them for that."
You silently nod in agreement.
