You feel the Totodile start to pick up the pace as your head begins to push into the hot dank stomach. You feel the stomach walls push against your head as if forcing you into a curled position. The stomach began to expand as more and more of you began to fill it's space. You were scared to death of dying in this stomach but were slightly surprised to find no acid inside.
On the outside, you were making a visible bulge in the Totodile's stomach, your legs hanging comically outside the gator Pokemon's jaws. Excited to finish you, Totodile put both of his claws on your feet, pushing them closer and closer. Soon all that hung out was your feet, which Totodile happily licked a few more times before closing his mouth, sealing you inside. He took one final swallow and deposited the rest of you into his stomach, taking time to lick his lips and marvel at your taste.
Not completely curled into a ball inside the stomach, you didn't have the room to wiggle around much in the stomach. As far as you were concerned, you were lucky there was air inside. As you awaited your fate, the Totodile...
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