You're hesitant to try and fight, and apparently the others are too. You watch helplessly as the others make their way into his mouth one by one, crawling in head first. The Umbreon swallows them down with little effort and simply opens his mouth for the next. His belly expands with each one that goes in, and soon it is down to only you. He sits up on his hind legs and rubs his enlarged squirming belly in front of you. "It's your turn." He says, patting his gut. "Ready to go in...or?" He asks and waits for you to decide.
