"I'll help you get to my stomach." You say as you pick her up by the scruff of her neck, hungrily licking your muzzle in front of her face. She wiggles some and cries out. You raise your head up and carefully lower her feet into your mouth and feel her slide right in. You close your maw around her head and take a final gulp, sealing her fate.
She arrives in your stomach a few seconds later as promised, and promptly pleasures you with some squirming. You grip your belly tightly and jiggle it teasingly. "Now try finding your way out of there." You add. You hear her pleading to be let out. What will you do?
