Clenching...rippling...squeezing...  TuxKusanagi was dragging me deeper and deeper into the depths of her digestive tract with each new flex of her tummy muscles. I couldn't help but gasp as my face slipped behind her pucker, feeling that warm star contract and press inwards, kissing my snout, as if to say "goodbye" before another rolling wave of compression gripping around my figure and pulling me ever deeper into the humidity of her bowels.

I squirmed and twitched, the heat going to my head as my breaths became short and ragged, my hips bucking haphazardly against those slick, slimy tunnels each time they hugged so tightly around my form. My hands were still sticking out from between her cheeks in the cold air, able to feel that tail swaying from one side to the other for only a few minutes more before finally a few more clenches sealed them away too.

I could hear Tux's satisfied cooing sounds as she began to pull up her panties, signifying that she was rather content with her choice....It seems like I should settle in, because I was about to spend the better part of the day baking in her bowels it would seem...I suppose it wasn't so bad looking back on it now <3
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This was a quick sketch commission I got from my good friend  Psychoseby I got this way back when she was streaming sketches every Friday and I still love it <3

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