You try multiple times to cast a spell, but you can't bring forth the mana nor concentration to do it. The beast's stomach has really kicked into gear now, pumping stronger acids into your prison. You silently begin to weep as your round bossum begins to tingle worse, your lovely breasts are no longer covered as your bra melts away. You give a few more faint kicks and struggles before you just lean back, realizing a simple concept. - Your food.
The stomach continues to churn and make various noises. Outside, the beast is commenting on how simply delicious you were, and how convinent it found you, since it was on the brink of starving. Inside, your slowly coming apart as the acids take their toll, the intestines are preparing to receive your luscious body any moment now while the beast's stomach churns you more.
The wolf-man who ate you lets out a content burp before saying a farewell, and heading to a tree to sleep the rest of you off.
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A few hours later, the wolf-man awakens from his slumber and looks around, seeing his belly has shrunk down, he chuckles and pats it. Feeling a pressure in his rear, he scampers behind a bush and 'relieves' himself of whatever is left of you. Feeling content, he goes back to the tree and resumes his rest. You however, have a new job to do..
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