Balmos lay splayed on the ground. "How do people do this?" he moaned. Deep within his bloated stomach, the human was happily curled into a ball, already half asleep from its warm embrace.

When the traveler had suggested the hungry satyr eat him, Balmos was already incredulous. However, when the humans head fit easily into his mouth, he found it a fairly simple task. He couldn't say he didn't enjoy the unusual squirming sensation of the human sliding down his throat, or the unique sweaty taste of his skin.

It was only when the humans feet slid between his lips did he realize his hubris. He tried to choke him down, but the pain of his gut stretching grotesquely was already nearly unbearable. It was only through the additional effort of the human pulling himself the rest of the way, was Balmos able to finally deposit him in his stomach. The satyr quickly collapsed under his own weight and lay moaning in an unusual mixture of pleasure and pain.

It was only then that the thought crossed Balmos' mind: How did the human plan on getting back out?

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Wow. 2 drawings finished in a week. That's quite a record for me. Hopefull part 3 will be coming soon.

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