The pressure of the swallow forced me down the tight harpy's esophagus. Squirming I struggled to grab the walls of the harpy's throat desperate to get out. However my hands just slipped right off as I continued to slide down her throat. Finally dropping into a small little pouch as I feel an intense heat as a slimy burning liquid began to rise up around, I stood up and tried to climb out only to slip and fall, the area was to big to stand up fully in, and after a few fail attempt I just slumped my back to the wall in recognition. This was the end, I wasn't getting out of this, I had took a chance and paid for it. I was crying warm tears dripping down my cheeks as the hot burning liquid filled up. In pain, feeling tired and finding it hard to breathe slowly my world went black...

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