This stomach is more cramped than the first. It is pitch dark: no light can penetrate this place. The soft folds of his stomach walls press tightly around you from all sides, coating you with juices which tingle when they touch you. As you enter, more and more juices well up around you. You move around, trying to get comfortable, and manage to curl into a fetal position. The stomach gurgles and groans, loud noises echoing in your ears.
Ulysses sighs happily and rubs the big bulge that protrudes from his snake body just beyond the place where human ends and snake begins. When he speaks, he says...
