Your train is broken by a lack of moment. If the Ninetails was sleeping inside your stomach, then she would be wiggling or at least rolling, or if she was awake she would be struggling.
You pat your belly and ask, “Are you alright in there?”
Your stomach sloshes a fair bit when pat it and more disturbingly there is no reply from the Ninetails. Calming yourself to look at it rationally, begin panicking once more as you see your stomach isn't big enough to hold a full Ninetail. You look around to find the Ninetail hoping that it's just a group of vulpixes in your stomach. Horde of vulpixes, no Ninetails. Clearly it's the Ninetails in your stomach, you've been digesting her and you feel
