The naga bites down on your feet, hard. You feel a rush of pain and warmth coming up your leg. You try to struggle, to pull yourself to your feet and run away, but your muscles are getting weaker and weaker, and soon you can barely move your limbs at all.
The naga smiles a toothy smile at you, and then he opens his mouth again. He grabs your feet and pulls them into his mouth. It's soft and wet, and you can feel his forked tongue give your feet a lick. Suddenly, he swallows, pushing your feet into the tight confines of his throat. You can do nothing to resist as he works his way up your body, swallowing more and more of you. When he reaches your hips, he grabs you by the shoulders and lifts you up into the air, rearing up before swallowing your hips with a big gulp. He laboriously makes his way up your body, slowly swallowing your belly and then your chest. You can feel your feet enter his stomach, and you realize that you're starting to regain control. You can't move your body much with it trapped in his throat, but your hands are still free, so you rain blows down on his face. "Let me go! LET ME GO!" But the naga has come too far to stop now. He winces at a particularly hard strike, but he keeps swallowing until your head is in his mouth. You catch one last glimpse of the sky before your face is pulled into his throat like the rest of you. He makes short work of your arms and pretty soon you are entirely within his belly. He belches, and it echoes around you.
