Suddenly the muscles surrounding you undulate with extreme force, and a gush of saliva covers you. Your head and shoulders are pushed into a very, very tight passageway.
Knowing that you are beyond the point of no return, the Angel begins to take her time with you, tasting each part of your body as they come into her welcoming mouth. As your rear enters her mouth, she gives you a light slap on the rump, and takes another great swallow.
Most of your body is compressed in the slimy esophagus, barely allowing you to breath, until finally your head reached the sphincter to her stomach which opens to squeeze you in. While you cannot see her stomach, you can certainly smell it. The overwhelming odor of rotting flesh fills you with an unmistakable sense of foreboding and dread.
