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As your arm is caught in her grip, you decide to get a little creative. You swing your heavy naga tail towards her side, intending to throw her off you, but to your surprise, she doesn't even budge as your tail strikes her side, coming to a stop against her, as if you just slapped a complete wall.
The girl raises an eyebrow dismissively at you, before she opens her mouth back up. Her hand gently places yours on her warm tongue as she closes her mouth and begins to suck on your hand a little. It's warm, tight and wet but not exactly unpleasant... before she swallows, and your arm is pulled down her throat. You feel like you're reaching down to her stomach as you're pulled forward, your head now at the mercy of her lips. You watch as her mouth expands again, and she gently slides your head inside next.
You keep trying to fight back, of course. It's all over if you can't escape! But your tail isn't sharp enough to stab with, and you have no armstrength in your one free hand. Even as you try and hook her in the ribs, nothing changes. As she swallows down your shoulders, pinning your arm to your side, even that no longer works. At the very, the moment your breasts are pulled inside, the girl takes a moment to wrap her tongue around them. The pleasure makes it difficult to focus as she plays with your sensitive chest, but you try your hardest to keep fighting, now coiling your tail around her body.
It doesn't help. Every swallow pulls you further and further down as your breasts are squeezed into her esophagus. You stare down towards the awaiting stomach, as your tail slips around her body, dragged upward. Soon your entire human torso is consumed as your head is dunked into the acids of her stomach. You still have plenty of tail, but you can't seem to get a grip... and this girl is just that much stronger than you. She's just a teenager, how can she possibly be so tough...?!
Inch after inch is slurped, as the stomach begins to get tighter and tighter as more of you is forced to fit, your tail curling and coiling to make space as it's gulped down. By the time she seals off the tip, it's almost like a mercy to know you're all in one tight confine.
The silent musing is broken by a massive, echoing burp. "Jeez... you'd think there wouldn't be that much air to swallow, since you're so smooth..." the teenager pouts a bit, "Still, that was super filling!"
You just stay quiet. If she could take you that effortlessly, it's clear no amount of struggling could upset her stomach. Through the acid, you press on her hard stomach wall, feeling the abs on the other side. Yeah... that's checkmate.
"No more energy to argue huh? Ah well, I guess food shouldn't talk anyway," the girl sighs, "Well, that's what you get for picking a fight. Just sit tight, okay? I digest quickly."
Maybe so, but there was a lot of you. You just gently feel yourself slipping away for a while, no longer able to feel the scales of your tail rubbing together as the coils melt together. Slowly, your consciousness begins to drift as you fall asleep. Could the two of you have been coworkers if you just played your cards better? Friends...? Maybe in a different life...
GAME OVER
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