>the dragon nods as you finish tying the rope around your waist
>"I've brought plenty of people back out with this setup."
>"It'll be nice and warm, and then I just relax and pull my head back, drawing you out from my throat."
>you climb into her mouth, feeling the squish of her tongue underneath you
>she keeps it open to avoid severing it and lets you turn around, as though giving a last look outside
>you signal to her that you're ready, laying happily on the soft, wet muscle
>her jaws tip back a bit, and your feet slide off the end of her tongue, pressing against her throat
>there's a soft 'glk' with her first tiny gulp
>your legs are pulled into the smooth, firm embrace of her throat
>you smile; she planned to follow through with going slowly after all
>there's a loud clack, and your world goes dark
>her throat's only around your legs, though steadily creeping up, so...
>light slips back in again between her fangs as she reopens her mouth
>part of your rope hangs slack on her tongue
>you tell her she accidentally bit the rope, and to let you out
>her throat tightens around your legs, and you slip a bit deeper into its warm grip
>growing frantic, you pull at the rope, but it really has been cut
>you try to brace your arms against the back of her mouth and push out
>the slippery flesh betrays you, and her next small gulp forces them with you by your sides
>up to your neck in her throat, you're offered a true "last look" at the outside world
>you desperately call out her name, pleading
>she seems to pause, considering you
>her throat pushes in around your chest
>n... no...
>the wave of muscle slips down, as fast as usual but you swear teasingly slow
>you're pulled entirely into her throat, the last speck of light vanishing
>somewhere in your mind, you know it's futile
>but you struggle anyway, as though you could swim back up her throat like a salmon
>to your horror, she purrs in response
>you've seen her do this before
>whenever her prey thinks it can fight its way out
>you stopped being her friend when that rope broke
>just like that, in one bite, she severed tether, trust, and life
>in the darkness of her throat, you're squeezed by unseen flesh, doubtless now appearing as a small bulge on her neck-scales
>your feet press against a firm ring of muscle
>unfortunately, it opens, pressing around your legs
>the inside of her stomach is even hotter than her throat
>your saliva-drenched body slips uncomfortably easily into the deadly chamber, and you have to fight at first to keep your head above the acids
>frantically, you beat your arms against her gut
>there may still be time for her to let you out
>unfortunately, her voice is more amused than helpful
>"Oh, calm down, will you? You know how long it takes to start doing anything really nasty."
>"There is nothing special about you that other humans' bodies do or don't. You'll digest the same as the rest."
>for some reason, that isn't reassuring
>her gut rumbles around you, and you lose your footing
>sputtering out from the acids, you struggle to regain your footing
>...is the liquid rising?
>she hums, a quick melody she often uses while thinking
>"That said, you did taste good. If I'd more time to taste you, I would've definitely let you down and back up with that rope a few times first."
>her stomach acids are up to your neck, and you practically have to hug the slimy, hot walls to stay upright in them
>her gut rumbles around you, squeezing you as it shifts and contorts
>whatever she says is drowned out by the growl of her gut
>moments before you're forced under, you take what you realize is your last breath
>you catch a noise you swear is her chuckling
 
 
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