The bulge slowly traveled down the dragon's throat, making a cute little lump as if the dragon were simply having a bit bite to eat - which it was. Lorana winced in pain and disgust as she slowly slid down the mighty dragon's gullet, the hot, fleshy walls squeezing hard on her body and slowly forcing her downward. As she sunk deeper into the dragon's body, the temperature suddenly became oppressively hot, coupled with her own pain of being swallowed whole and alive.
Moments later, Lorana slid out of the dragon's throat and landed face-first into its rumbling belly, splashing down into a pool of hot mucus and bodily fluids. All at once, the helpless Nord was instantly assaulted by the rank depths of the dragon's innards. The heavy, stagnant "air" that hung was hardly breathable, but instead carried the aura of rotten flesh and painful suffering. The dark, fleshy walls slowly pulsated as they churned the contents of the dragon's stomach, sloshing the pool of mucus around with little splashes and filling the cavern with the thick, guttural groaning of its bodily processes, interspersed with the dull thud of its heartbeat, echoing all about.
gerrrn, gluuuurgle, glorp
Lorana turned to the back of the dragon's churning belly, and suddenly found her friends - exactly where she thought they'd be, having already been swallowed by the dragon. Two of them - the males, the first two eaten - were already passed out, and the two other girls seemed to be struggling as well.
Lorana waded over to her friend Aeta, who seemed to be struggling to stay conscious. The Nord crouched down to her friend, whose clothes were already falling off in tatters. "Aeta! Aeta!"
"L-Lorana..." the girl struggled to say. "Is that... you? What... what happened to us?"
guuuurgle
Lorana gasped as a sudden lurching of the beast's stomach threw her off-balance. "We..." she began, struggling to accept the truth herself. "The dragon... swallowed us whole. We're... inside of its stomach..." Lorana turned, ready to vomit, but managed to regain composure.
"Well..." Aeta began again, a twinge of hopelessness in her voice. "What... what are we going to do?"
Lorana considered her options. Things were looking pretty grim for them...
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