You made it through the tough part still covered in slime, and other non-digestables, just trudging along with you to make sure you keep on course. Now you maintain more leverage for the cavity has increased greatly in size and made plenty of room for forcing yourself through the poor preds gut. Meanwhile the shewolf is sitting down in the backroom rubbing her strained gut whising the constant euophoria of pain would stop... quicly she waddles off to the bathroom and yanks open the medicine cabinet door and gulps down all of the nearest laxitives she can find to get this over with... You finally hit the first sphincter but it won't budge and with lighting fast speed the walls around you contract so tightly that the wind is knocked out of you
