Now there's no one else but you.
The blood eventually dispersed in the water. It's beauty and sunlight from the floor returned. The air in the boat has thickened, and your heart began to beat loudly every passing moment. Your arms ached from holding you up. Most of all, it was nearly silent, save for the lapping of the water. The light from the floor reflected and made its way into the boat. If it wasn't for your arms, and the impending doom, this would have been rather peaceful. You relax as much as you could before the silhouette returns.
Deep down, you hope you're swallowed. A much more peaceful end than getting torn up like Blue Gloves. You release your grip on the boat, taking a deep breath just before she tugged you. Your head dipped underwater. Risa was fast enough to encase you in her jaws before you were able to get another breath. Her mouth was half full of water, her tongue was hidden under the surface. Risa pressed her tongue, and you, against the roof of her mouth. It helped expel the water from her lips.
Risa spent about a minute tasting you, tossing you about in her mouth. The warmth was little more than comfortable compared tot he cold water. The next thing you know, your leaning over her molars. You panic as you think she's about to bite down, but her tongue retrieved you. You laid flat against it, facing the roof. Your feet and legs were hanging off her dark throat. Her tongue rose high behind you, allowing you to slide. Your back bend to a near uncomfortable angle as she swallowed. The feeling didn't last long, she quickly swallowed again, making your whole body slither down her esophagus, pulling you deeper in her warm, squishy belly.
Within a few seconds, your feet, tail and legs were squeezed through a hole, your body soon followed. You heard a yelp. You accidentally kicked Gloria in the head as you were pulled through. She crawled her way to the other side of the small fleshy sac. You try to apologize, but realized she wasn't trying to escape, but rather preposition herself. She rested her head between your left chest and shoulder. She grabbed your arm and placed it around her waist before she wrapped her own around yours. Her fur on her damp ears tickled against your neck as you lie down.
Your back felt sticky against the mucus on her stomach walls. Your legs were knee deep in warm acids full of the shredded remains of her prey. Both you and Gloria's body were covered in her warm drool. Gloria whimpered and let out a few squeals as the tingly acids filled the belly. Every now and again the walls would close in and smother the two of you together.
The acids reached the both of your hips. They didn't hurt but, but they were becoming hotter. The air became thicker than it was in the boat. Gloria's whimpering began to die down. You shook your shoulders to see her eyes closed and chest still. Your fate wasn't too far off. Your vision blurred and within half a minute you blacked out.
Risa rubbed her exposed belly. She wishes that she picked a better bikini, as now her meals has made her belly a little bloated. She laid back in her lawn chair under the umbrella. Luckily, the others are out hunting the other micen in the pool, or else Risa would have been embarrassed about how loud her tummy gurgled as it digested her treats. She wished her prey struggled more. Perhaps they were too tired rowing the boat to fight back. But she can't complain about anything with a full belly. If she swam anymore, so she figured she might as well digest a little before going back in.
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