*START*
The sun was beating down on your head as you wandered through the forest. You could feel the sweat running down your back as your tongue hung out of our mouth, longing for the water which was just a few yards away. It was hard living in a forest such as this, but being a moomba made it even harder. For a start, your bright orange fur made you stick out like a saw-thumb in the incredible green and brown jungle. This wouldn't be so bad if you were a predator high up the food chain, but this was far from the truth, in fact it was quite the opposite; you were very low down the food chain, with everyday being a battle to stay off someone�s main menu for the day. And if you weren't on the main menu, chances are you'd be on the starter menu, or even just a light snack: You only stand at around 5'5" and with some griffins measuring up to 20', you are but a mere morsel for some creatures. However, it wasn't all bad; you did have some things going for you. You're pretty agile on your feet, and your prehensile tail means you can keep your balance on branches in the treetops. Furthermore, the claws on all four of your paws might just give you the edge in a close combat situation. You're not built for a head-on combat situation, you�re built to be able to avoid combat situations altogether; you don't have to fight what can't catch you. The trip to the watering hole was a necessary evil; it was the perfect place for an ambush, but if you didn't drink in the summer heat, dehydration could kill you before the day was out. Reaching the clearing of the watering hole, your senses were at a higher level of alertness than usual, wary of any danger that could be afoot. The watering hole was an incredible sight. The water glistened in the morning sun and the foliage was lush from the abundance of water. As you looked left, then right, the watering hole appeared to be devoid of activity, which seemed unusual. Granted it was early, but there would usually be at least one other creature drinking. Your suspicion was easily forgotten as you reached the waters edge, relief overpowering your fear.
 
As you knelt down, you gazed into your reflections eyes, smiling a little. Lowering your face to the water with your eyes closed, you felt the cool water touch your tongue, refreshing yourself almost instantly. As you lapped up the water, you could feel the cool liquid flowing through you, quenching your thirst. It was at this point when you felt something odd, tiny ripples of water gently hitting your face. But the ripples from your drinking would be moving away from you, not towards you. The next few seconds seemed to happen in slow motion. The water in front of you exploded to life, flying towards you.
 
 
~~~Scenario A
As you lay on your stomach, you tried to move your legs apart, thereby breaking whatever had bound them together. You held your breath and closed your eyes as you put as much force as you could muster into breaking the binds, but it just wasn't enough. You let out your breath and opened your eyes, but what you saw made you panic even more. The croc was padding across the ground towards you, slowly but surely, as a grin spread across his face and his tongue licked across his lips. Your mind was racing, you knew the croc was slow on land, but if you couldn't get your feet unbound, you'd be a sitting duck. You flipped yourself over so you were lying on your back and finally saw what was binding your feet together: vines from one of the jungles plants, which, as you guessed it, wanted you for a spot of lunch too. You couldn't see what the plant was, but you didn�t really care about that as you sat up and began swiping at the vines with your claws. One got cut, you could feel the other vines trying to keep your bound. Two got cut, you could feel the binds loosening now.
 
"I'm gonna make it" you thought to yourself as you kept cutting through the vines, the croc leaving your trail of thought for a second. All of a sudden, two vines from either side of your body burst from the ground and headed straight for your paws that were cutting your feet free. You did your best to swipe at them wildly, but it was no use. They wrapped themselves around your paws and then promptly forced them against your chest, pushing your back down onto the jungle floor again. You gritted your teeth and tried to struggle free from the vines, but it was no use, whatever the plant was, it was determined. As you lay there panting from the whole struggle, you heard a sort of hissing laughter from just above your head. You slowly looked up to see the croc, still grinning, and still licking his lips with his broad tongue. All you could do was gasp as the croc gave the top of your head one long lick with his tongue, matting your fur down with the slimy warm croc saliva.
"Well, well" the croc said, "I never thought a humble plant would aid me in catching a meal. It's a shame I can't share the spoils." The croc smirked as he edged closer to you, while you stared at him, too shocked to say or do anything. The croc's mouth was now open slightly, his tongue sticking out a bit, as you could feel his warm breath against your head and hear the droplets of saliva as they dripped from his tongue. After another lick that almost reached your eyes, the croc could see the plant that had bound you was trying to drag you away, ever so slowly.
 
"Mmm, looks like the plant wants a piece of you my little moomba morsel," The croc smirked maliciously "but don't worry, there's no way I'll let that happen." With that, the croc began to spread his jaws, wider and wider in front of you, beads of saliva dripping from the roof of his mouth, as his huge tongue stuck out and rolled underneath your head, acting like a welcome carpet for the crocs maw. The croc simply started moving forwards, not even swallowing, just pushing your head into his throat. Still on your back, you *blink, blink* almost in disbelief, as drops of saliva fell from the roof of the crocs mouth onto your face. The crocs tongue extended down the back of your head, licking over the back of your neck and then down your back. You could feel the back of the crocs throat start to expand as your head was pushed further into the croc, when the croc lunged forward and with a *squelch* your head was completely thrust into the crocs gullet. Everything was pretty dark now, as you cursed at yourself for being so clumsy and ignorant; a moomba is known for being agile, and you get yourself caught standing still.
 
Suddenly a thought flashed into your mind: that plant that had bound your paws together was pretty strong, you could still feel it tugging at your feet even as the croc was swallowing you whole. If the plant could just pull you out of the croc, it could not only save you, but buy you some time to escape from the plant itself. All you could do now was conserve your energy and hope the plant which got you into this situation could now get you out of it. With these thoughts flying through your mind, you could feel the croc pushing further down your body, pushing your shoulders through his throat and into his gullet.
 
You still hadn't felt the croc swallow yet, which you thought was odd, not that you minded or anything, just the idea of it made you shiver. The croc was just about to start working over your bound paws against your chest when you felt earnest tugs from the plant; this was it! Even though you were half inside a crocodile, you almost made a smile with the thought of the plant saving you. Yeah, it wanted to eat you too, but it would save you for the moment at least. With this change in plans, the croc closed his jaws over what he had already worked down, leaving half of your bound paws and everything below your chest hanging out of his maw. You winced, expecting teeth to dig into you, before realising that none of the crocs teeth had cut you; he was just holding you there. You could then feel the croc moving backwards, reversing if you will. You knew exactly what the croc was doing; this was a tug-of-war between the croc and the plant, with the rope being you. The plant made another large tug, hard enough that if the croc hadn't of closed his mouth around you, chances are you would have been pulled from his gullet altogether.
 
The croc, however, worked more systematically, digging his claws into the ground and pushing backwards with his heels, slowly moving away from the plant. Suddenly, you felt little snaps around your feet and you knew it could be only one thing; the vines around your feet were breaking from the tension put on them. The plant was strong, but the fact that it was practically stationary made it impossible to hold on over distance. With each subsequent vine that broke, the croc could move back easier, which only made remaining vines weaker still. Finally, the last vine snapped and your feet were entirely released by the plant. Your paws which were bound against your chest still had vines holding them, but you felt them loosen a lot; it was at that point that you knew the plant had given up the struggle. You quickly tried to wriggle your paws free and do anything to slow your journey into the croc. Before you were fully free, the croc had spotted what you were doing and lunged forward with a gaping maw, closing his mouth again, this time over your paws. With the vines gone, you did get the ability to struggle much more freely, as you dug your foot-claws into the dirt and tried to thrash your legs and tail outside the croc. By this point, the croc was probably pretty irritated that a meal handed to him on a plate had in fact been quite a chore to deal with. And with that, the croc opened his maw wide, tilted you upwards slightly and *GULPED* before closing his maw again.
 
As you had imagined, the feeling was horrible. Your paws were thrust into the croc's gullet to join the rest of you, as the gullet seemed to become even tighter than before. Not only that, but the croc seemed a lot more intent in getting you down now, at least enough to stop you from thrashing around, as he tilted his head back again and swallowed once, twice, three times. You felt your head drag along the croc�s gullet with each swallow, your fur getting soaked and slicked down by the warm croc saliva. You kept on trying to move your legs around, but at this point, you were pretty weak and tired, as thrashing turned to struggles and struggles turned to wriggles. You began to pant with exhaustion as you tried to move your paws off of your chest to get a bit more comfortable, but the gullet was so tight it made it pretty hard to move at all, only slip around in the slimy saliva that covered your body. At this point, the croc was working his jaws over your rump and thighs, the last hurdle for the croc before it was almost assured that you would end up in his belly.
 
This was not going to be easy for the croc, but he had made it this far and wasn't about to give up now. Opening his maw as wide as possible, the croc slowly worked over the rump, almost inch by inch at some points, taking small gulps each time. With each gulp you could feel the muscles pushing you further and further into the crocs gullet, and although you tried to keep it out of your mind, you couldn't help but think you were almost at your final destination... As you shuddered at the thought, you felt the crocs tongue slide along your legs, still getting a taste of you, savouring every last moment, after all, it's not everyday that a meal like this comes along, especially one as eventful as this. As you realised the croc had finally eased your rump into his mouth, you felt an eerie stillness around the croc, his tongue stopped licking and the gulping had stopped. You just knew something bad was about to happen. Then, you felt the croc slowly tilt his head towards the sky. Your legs were being lifted up, steeper and steeper, almost pointing directly vertically, when the croc opened his mouth the widest it had been throughout this entire meal. With gravity on his side, the croc paused for a moment. You felt yourself slowly sliding downwards just from the gravity, until the croc made a huge
*GULP* and half closed his mouth. This gulp was the biggest one yet, thrusting you much further down the gullet, as well as forcing your entire rump through the throat and into the gullet too. The crocs gullet was so tight around your rump, especially with it just being at the entrance of the gullet, there was an odd moment where both you and the croc panted away in your respective positions, before your rump slowly eased itself into the wider gullet.
 
The croc had stopped gulping again and you could feel him starting to move backwards again, rolling you side to side some within his gullet. What was he doing? He was already away from the plant, so what was he reversing for? Moments later, you felt the crocs weight shift strangely, as if his back legs weren't supporting him anymore. Then the same happened with his front legs. You wondered what was going on, but it didn't take long to figure it out when you felt your legs and tail get soaked in the cool waters of the watering hole which you had intended to drink from. You wondered for a moment why the croc had dragged himself back into the water: maybe for safety, maybe to help slicken the rest of you down for easier swallowing, maybe a bit of both. Nevertheless, the feeling of the warm slick tightness on one half of your body and the cool flowing freedom on your other made you shudder and squirm a little, doing anything with the little energy you had left in you. You felt the croc *GULP* again, and it seemed the water had made the difference, as most of your legs were now forced through the crocs throat. It was at that moment when you felt the crocs gullet around your head become very tight, which could mean only one thing. You winced your eyes as you felt the muscles contracting and relaxing, squeezing and massaging your saliva soaked head into the belly of the croc.
 
With just your head in the croc's stomach, it was a lot less tight, but you could feel that this luxury was going to be short lived, as your shoulders were already beginning to be worked in. Meanwhile, you could feel the croc's tongue licking over your paws, before taking another rolling gulp, using his tongue to push them into his throat. With another gulp, only your tail remained outside, weakly flicking and twitching in the water, making small ripples on the surface. As your foot paws entered the gullet, your hand paws were slowly being forced into the stomach chamber. With a hard shove, they were forced in, letting you move them off your chest for the first time since they were bound. You couldn't move them much though, as you lightly pawed at the stomach wall, covering yourself in a thicker, slimier substance than before. At that point, you felt another *GULP* and a slurp, and the cool water sensation was gone, your tail finally entering the crocs maw, as he sealed his lips around you completely, entombing you within the confines of the huge predator. You winced again as you felt the crocs tongue moving around the end of your tail, almost playing with it, before finally swallowing it into his gullet. With that, most of your torso slipped into the belly to join the rest of you, the crocs slick saliva making all but the biggest parts of you easy to push into the stomach.
 
As your rump was being eased into the belly, you could feel this was going to be a tight squeeze, you could only imagine the large bulge that must be visible from the outside, with the croc still licking his lips, smiling contently to himself. By now, the croc was ready to have a full belly, even though it was pretty full with you already, he wanted all of you in his belly, as he took a few gulps of water from the watering hole to help get you down into his stomach. You gasped as you felt the crocs gullet slicken up with the water, in turn making your rump, legs and paws suddenly thrust into stomach. Your legs were forced up against your chest as you tried to wriggle around in the incredibly tight space, globs of the thick mucus dripping from the stomach walls. You moaned as you felt your tail still dragging along the crocs gullet, before finally joining you with one last squeeze in the belly. You could almost hear the croc sigh with content at his new occupant, however temporary you may be. As the warm slick walls of the belly slushed you around within the depths of the croc, kneading you into a tight ball of warm, slimy fur, the last thought that left your mind was, "Where would I be if things were different..." and with that, you drifted off to sleep, just another meal for a hungry predator.
 
 
~~~Scenario B
As you lay on your stomach, you tried to move your legs apart, thereby breaking whatever had bound them together. You held your breath and closed your eyes as you put as much force as you could muster into breaking the binds, but it just wasn't enough. You let out your breath and opened your eyes. You could see the croc was looking towards you, but not directly at you, he was focused on something else. You heard a hissing noise just behind your neck, but you were too afraid to spin over and see what it was, so you kept your eyes fixated on the croc. The croc began to walk forwards.
"He's mine..." the croc growled menacingly, to which you heard a voice above your head hiss.
"Ssssssorry my reptile friend, I'm afraid thisssss moomba hassssss a lunch arranged with me, and three'ssssss a crowd"
Before you even knew what was going on, you felt something wrap around your waist. It was thicker than whatever was binding your feet together, and you felt it start to lift you up into the air.
 
"I saw him first damnit!" shouted the croc, as he tried to move across the ground, you could see he was moving much too slowly to catch up with your ascent now. As you continued to rise, you saw what had bound your feet together: some sort of green vines which belonged to a plant of some sort. You sighed a little; even plants wanted you for some lunch it seemed. You also saw what was wrapped around your waist; the dark-green scales of a long slender body sheemed in the sunlight as you saw them roll around your body, 3 coils became 4, 4 coils became 5, rolling around your arms and legs, holding them immobile. The strength of the creature became fully apparent when the vines of the plant snapped almost instantly with one tug up in the air, freeing your foot paws. By this point, the croc had made it to where you had once laid, looking up at you as you looked down at him.
"If you make one mistake, snake, and drop MY lunch, I'll eat him so fast, he won't even touch the ground." shouted the croc as he opened his maw wide, like some kind of venus fly-trap waiting for you to fall in. You shivered at that word: snake. It was a predator so many feared and hoped would never witness in their lives, but here you were, wrapped up in the coils of one. At that moment, you saw her face, those gleaming yellow eyes, that bluntly shaped nose, and the slender forked tongue, that flicked out towards your face, as a sly smile started to form on the snakes face. You panicked straight away and said anything that you could think of.
 
"Please... don't hurt me, I just... I... just please let me down!" you stammered, a look of blind terror on your face.
"Oh, you want me to put you down, are you ssssssssure?" the snake replied, as she began to loosen her coils. You felt yourself slip downwards some, and then saw the gaping jaws of the croc below. You almost screamed, just the thought of you falling downwards straight into the croc's maw, with the croc gulping you down into his belly in about 5 seconds was enough for you to hold onto the snakes coils for dear life.
"Ahh! No... wait wait, don't drop me! Please don't drop me!"
The snake hissed with laughter, obviously enjoying this.
"Asssss you wissshhhhh" the snake exclaimed, tightening the coils around you more than before, making it a bit hard to breath now. Her head hovered around your face for a moment, before she smiled and spoke again.
"The way I ssssssee it," she hissed, "I've sssssaved you from two predatorsssss, sssssso you owe me."
You just blinked at her, trying to think of something to say, something that would save you.
"I'll... I'll do anything, I'll get you anything you want, please, just let me get away from here" was all you could think of saying. The snake just laughed again.
"My my, don't you sssssee my little moomba, I haven't eaten in about two monthsssss, sssssso what I want isssssss right here in front of me..." You winced as that forked tongue flicked out and covered the top of your head with the snake�s warm saliva.
 
"I want lunch." were the words that made you squirm in the coils, as the snake didn't even bother to tighten them any further, just letting you wear yourself out. You kept trying to struggle, but it was no use, you were making no progress in getting away from those coils. You heard another hiss, and you couldn't help but look straight into the snake�s eyes with your pitiful expression, those emotionless yellow orbs, it looked like they were almost glowing. You tried to look away, but something was happening, you just kept staring into them, deeper and deeper, as your struggles became weaker and weaker. You felt intoxicated, your head was spiralling, your body felt like it was in free-fall, even though you knew you weren't moving. Somewhere in your mind, you knew you had fallen into the hypnosis of the snake, but there was nothing you could do. You tried to fight it, concentrating as hard as you could to break away; you managed to blink a couple of times, but it was no use; you had passed the point of no return against the hypnosis. You probably wouldn't fully gain control over yourself until the snake�s eyes had parted from yours for at least a couple of minutes, and by that time, you could only imagine where you would be... Your mouth hung open slightly, your tongue sticking out, your saliva dripping down onto the snake�s coils. The snake seemed to want to repay the favour, as her salivating mouth also hung open slightly, her blunt nose bumping against your face, her tongue flicking out as pools of saliva soaked your fur. You gasped as her tongue even flicked into your mouth, exploring the unique tastes there. Somehow, you managed to force your eyes shut, clenching them as hard as you could.
 
You couldn't tell how much time had passed, maybe 2 seconds, maybe 2 minutes, but when you timidly opened your eyes again, the snake wasn't in front of your face. All you could do was breathe, a mixture of fear and hypnosis preventing you from looking around. Suddenly, you felt something warm drip down onto the fur on top of your head, rolling down the back of your neck. More of it was dripping down over you, and you didn't have to see it to know what it was. It was the snake�s maw, drooling over your head, slowly moving downwards, ready to start the consuming. As the snakes coils shifted around your quivering body, you felt something bump against the top of your head. You winced as you felt a warm, wet wrapping sensation begin to spread over your head, down towards your face. If you were able to look up, you would see the snake�s maw, spreading wide above you, slowly moving down over your head, feeding you into her long tube like body, with your ears being the first to be pushed through her throat. The snake�s long slender tongue was quite idle now, flicking out from her mouth occasionally to taste your fur before it slid into her gaping mouth. You tried to move your feet paws as much as you could, but the snake quickly rolled her body over them, now only your toes and tail being visible from the coils.
 
As the snake continued to work her maw over your face, you heard a distinctive *POP-POP* around your ears, the snake dislocating her jaws to spread her maw even wider over you. After that, you felt the snakes coils push you upwards as the snake took her first *GULP*, pushing your head through her throat and into the long slender tube of the gullet. This particular snake didn't have the thickest of bodies, since she didn't rely on the sheer squeezing power that other snakes needed when they didn't have the ability to hypnotize prey. If a snake with a thicker body was gulping you down, a bulge might not have been that visible, but your head made quite a bulge in this snakes neck, and as the snake worked her gaping jaws over first your left shoulder, then your right, before gulping again, you knew that all the curves and bumps of your form would be visible from the outside. The coils around you loosened slightly, rolling around your body as they pushed you upwards again, into the snake�s maw, working over your arms and upper body. You felt the uppermost coil drop away slightly, as the snake pushed you further and further inside, not taking her time with her meal at all, longing to have a full belly that she hasn't had in quite a few months. You can feel the saliva dripping down your body, slowly sliding through your fur, slickening you down for easier swallowing. As the snake kept working you in, you felt the coils loosen more, the snake being forced to uncurl around your hand paws before flicking her tongue out over them. Your paws were pretty large, and might have been quite a problem for some predators, but the snake didn�t seemed phased at all, being used to eating prey much bigger than herself, as she squeezed them into her gullet in just two swallows.
 
At this point, the hypnosis was wearing off, as you'd left contact with the snake�s mystic eyes for a reasonable period of time now. As you started to regain the control over your mind and body, you felt the hot wetness wrapping over your head. You tried to move your hand paws, only to realise you could barely flex them. As you felt another gulp resonate in your ears, you winced and started to struggle with your legs, taking advantage of the snakes loosened coils. The snake, however, did not even hesitate and at the first signs of struggle, tightened the coils around your legs again, making struggle useless. The snake wasn't worried about your struggles, with most of your torso already gulped down; your chances of escape were very slim, especially high up in the treetops where most other hungry predators would not venture. Even coiling around your legs was not really necessary; it was just out of habit that the snake did it. You groaned as you realised your efforts were futile, as you felt your rump being licked over by the snake�s slender forked tongue.
 
You felt the snake shift her weight, as she pulled herself up in midair, an incredible show of power, lifting both her own body weight and yours. You didn't really know what the snake was doing, but you had a reasonable idea: the snake didn't want to fight gravity when swallowing your rump, so instead of dangling you downwards, she was moving you into a horizontal position. It seemed the snake did not only want to fight gravity, but wanted gravity on her side, as you felt her tilt her maw upwards slightly. Suddenly, with her maw still gaping wide, she threw her head backwards and gulped hard, shoving your rump into her throat, but not fully into her gullet yet. You *pant-pant* within the snake, as she remained idle, just breathing in and out, regaining some energy from the last swallow, only her tongue flicking out of her gaping maw. Then she made the same motion again, throwing her head back and swallowing, finally pushing your rump into the gullet to join the rest of your saliva soaked body.
 
The deeper you slid into the snake, the hotter and slimier it seemed to become, making you exhausted, even with your inability to struggle. Somehow, the snake seemed to sense this, as the coils unwrapped from your legs, leaving them dangling in the air, only twitching and quivering slightly. The snakes tongue slid out again, tasting over your helpless legs, as a waterfall of saliva was now dripping from her gaping maw, falling down to the jungle floor below. You could feel her jaws closing a little, you even wondered whether she would keep her jaws dislocated, but your large paws that were still outside would go down easier with a wide open maw, so they remained dislocated. The snake must have been impressed with how well you had gone down with her head throwing motion, either that or it was her tried and tested method of gulping down prey, as once again she tossed her head backwards and gulped. Your legs were sent down into her warm, slimy confines, while only your paws and tail hung outside of her mouth, just dangling in mid air, saliva now dripping from both. You flexed your toes as you could feel your own weight dragging your paws into the snakes mouth, your saliva drenched body slippery enough to slide down the snakes gullet, even without her swallowing. The snake could feel this too, smiling as much as her gaping maw would allow. At this point, she could just remain still and give you the pleasure of dragging yourself to your fate.
 
But it seemed the snake was not that patient, gulping again, pushing your paws into her maw, her tongue teasing over every paw-pad, in between every toe, over every inch of them. You winced as you felt the tongue stop and the snake stretch her mouth wide open, gulping hard, pushing your slimy paws into her gullet with a squelch. You could feel the snake sigh around you, as her mouth slowly began to close, her jaws returning to their normal shape, as her lips came back together, just your tail sticking out of her closed maw now. You knew the snakes yellow eyes were just staring at your tail, as it twitched and flicked slightly, her tongue flicking out to taste over the last part of your body. The snake had initially seemed quite hasty to gulp you down, but she seemed to take her time over your tail. Her tongue flicked out to taste it, curling around it, pushing it around in her maw, only to let it slide out again. Finally, with her mouth still closed, you felt the snake�s throat muscles tighten, as she slurped down your tail like a strand of slippery spaghetti, before gulping once more.
 
You were fully down now, only a bulge slowly sliding down the snake�s tube. Even with you fully entombed within the slick gullet, you could feel the snake gulp...gulp...gulping you down, even though your journey was still slow and you knew it wouldn't be over until you reached the belly; your final resting place within the snake. You thought about the croc that you had encountered earlier on; at least if he had eaten you, you wouldn't have had to wait long before arriving in his stomach. Heck, you would probably be entering his belly even before your tail was in his mouth. But with a snake, you never really know how long their bodies are, shimmering within the treetops, rarely showing their full length to anyone. And how long were some snakes? 25 feet, 30 feet, even 40 feet long could be possible in the jungle. You could feel the snake slithering around now, as she seemed to be moving her body upwards, further into the treetops, subsequently causing your body to shift from your horizontal position to a reasonably steep downward angle. As the snake kept moving up, you kept sliding down, now with a combination of peristalsis, gravity and random gulps. You even felt a tree branch roll across your bulge from the outside as the snake slid over it, the scales and muscles dulling it's feeling against you, but not enough for it to go unnoticed. You couldn't help but think about what the snake was doing now; licking over her lips with her slender tongue, getting every last taste of her delicious meal; her maw still salivating as that warm saliva either drips from her maw or gets swallowed into her gullet with her random gulping, smiling contently to herself, and probably yawning widely, ready to go to sleep on a full belly.
 
You whimpered as that thought came to your mind and you finally felt a passage opening around your head. You didn't know how far you had slid down, but you knew you could only be at one place: the belly. You started to pant, your head being squeezed through, the tight wrapping wetness pulsing around your head, before one of the snake�s gulps thrust your head into the stomach. It was more spacious here than in the gullet, but not by much, and you guessed your bulge would not be much different either. You moved your head around in the space as much as you could; the stomach didn't seem that big really, were you really going to fit in? Your question was promptly answered as you felt yourself suddenly thrust into the sack as you gasped: your shoulders, arms, torso and rump; the belly expanded easily to accept them all. It seemed that your slow descent through the snake�s gullet had made her eager to have a full belly once again. With just your legs and tail left to go, you moaned as you felt the snakes body begin to curl up, ready to sleep off a fantastic lunch, ready to sleep you off.
 
As you quivered slightly, you felt the final thrust shove your legs, paws and most of your tail into the belly as the passage closed, the tip of your tail still not in the stomach yet. You panted more, the feeling of your tail still tight against the slimy gullet walls made you cringe. Finally with a dull squish, gravity slipped the rest of your tail into the stomach. You moaned as you felt the belly walls become wetter and stickier around you, arching your back slightly at the feeling. The snake had stopped moving now, fully curled up in the treetops, out of harms way. Her coils slowly shifted over each other, as your bulge lightly wriggled and twitched. As the snake closed her eyes and began to drift off to sleep, you too began to feel sleepy, the heat and tightness of the belly making you so tired. As thick mucus began to drip down onto your already saliva soaked body, the last thought that left your mind was, "Where would I be if things were different..." Your eyes slowly closed as you lost consciousness, nothing more than a bulge in a snake�s mid-section, just a meal for a hungry predator.