"Don't worry, Iiizzz won't chew little one. Iiizzz want to feel your sssqwarmsss throughout the day."
It's the last thing you hear as you are lifted to the unusually large kobald's open maw. Within seconds only your feet are outside of the humid, cave-like mouth. Her tongue slathering your shrunken form in reptile drool. Gravity shifts as you are sucked in and she tilts her head back. With you face hitting her uvula you slide down into the kobald's vibrating throat. While humming in content, one of her claws follows your decent to you new quarters. A loud *plop* announces your arrival and a bone-rattling grumbling welcomes you to her stomach. In a few hours your melted remains will be pumping through your Devourer's bowels. But unbeknownst to you, your soul will be joining those many others trapped in this kobald's fat.


3rd iteration of a Ixie mawshot and I'm still not too happy with it but it's the better of the 4 trys.

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