After a bit of hesitation from your captor, he finally speaks after going into deep thought
"well...whats the point in shrinking anyways?" the wolf says scratching his chin.
You gulp a bit as the werewolf raises you with his iron strength and grip. he raises you higher and higher until your feet dangle over him. for a werewolf, he has impressive reach. You gulp once more as you see the werewolf open his drooling and quite wide mouth.
"you wont digest me right?" you question rather stupidly.
"I already said no, if your going too complain I'll keep you longer inside." the werewolf replies with an angered snarl.
you gulp and shudder as almost immediately you feel his saliva cover your feet. he starts too stuff you inside feet first. his throat walls seem too expand too allow room, with the walls feel rather softer then expected. his tung gets your taste deeply as he continues slowly, covering you in drool as you move deeper. its almost like shrinking in quicksand as a feel of this. it takes about five minuets too get you down too your lower body, the werewolf must want too taste you a lot.
"how long you going too take?" you blurt out loudly.
The only reply you get is a snarl followed by a shove that makes you sink down too about your upper body. The werewolf pushed you down faster and it almost makes you scream out of fright. The slowness continues and more and more drool covers you. his drool is extremely oozy and slimy, almost like a slug trail. soon enough though, the werewolf pushes down your head fast as it covers in the ooze. The trip down takes a bit, but after constant pressure that feels like tenderizing, you land in his stomach. the inside is not filled with digestive juices like he said. instead you feel oozy liquid as you fall in with a sort of splash. The ooze most be his saliva, and it seems as you feel around that his stomach is coated in it. you constantly slip around inside trying too get comfortable in your cramped space. the inside is much warmer then expected, though it is dark, so you cant see much of anything. The stench itself is another story, it is defiantly noticeable, almost putrid. The werewolf slaps his belly and causes you too slip and get splashed by drool.
"All better, i think I'll go for a walk." the werewolf says getting up.
"how long do i have too stay here?" you ask not knowing if he heard you.
"until i am satisfied" the werewolf replies with a snarl.
It feels like forever though. The werewolf seems too enjoy you for the most part. Could be worse you figure. as you spend sweet time doing nothing in his stomach, the werewolf walks too a place where you will finally exit. but you wonder where he goes.
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