Just then, Samantha's urge overcame her. She smiled a toothy grin and said, "Krystal, come here. I'm going to explain something..."
Krystal, feeling cocky and certain that Miss Weltzin was going to slap her, initiating a fight between the two of them which she would surely win, leaned over Samantha's desk (showing off her cleavage, which she was sure was superior to Miss Weltzin's) and close enough to Samantha's face to be able to feel her breath on her muzzle.
Instead, the felinoid placed her hands reassuringly on each of Krystal's shoulders and tilted her head forward to Krystal's ear. She chanted the incantation for her "Reduce" spell and in an instant, Krstal was clasped between two hands about the size of her torso. She was shifted to two fingers, held up by the tail and she realized she was being quickly transferred over to a giant feline muzzle that was opening, showing off sharp, yellowed teeth (Samantha still hadn't gotten the hang of toothpaste), a rough tongue, pink cheek interiors, and a throat wall that could easily accomodate her. She was too scared to say anything, but struggled vainly.
The others, meanwhile, stared at the spectacle of their teammate (and only estrogen onboard the Great Fox) being shrunk to a diminutive size. They barely noticed that she was about to be eaten.
Samantha, in the meantime, lifted Krystal just over her mouth, licked the little vixen, and let her slide down her tongue. When Krystal was sufficiently inside her mouth, she slurped her tongue back in and enveloped the struggling woman. She snapped her muzzle shut, spraying a small amount of spittle onto her desk.
Krystal was horrified to be in the position she was in. It was the last thing she expected Miss Weltzin to do. She wiggled and scratched, kicked and clawed, but nothing she could do would stop the inevitable gulp. She felt herself being tossed to one side of the mouth, where she felt hard, pointed enamel come down onto her back. It wasn't so hard that it pierced her flesh, but it did leave a nasty bruise. She yelped and started to cry. She didn't want to go yet. Fox was still playing coy with her and she was just getting good with guns and vehicles, though her martial arts needed a little work.
As she thought this, she felt another bite and cried out. The tongue swished back toward her and removed her from that painful vice. However, she had no time to rejoice when she felt it give a thrust, sending her to its back, which quickly smacked her against the back wall of the throat, sending her to a tube where muscular action roiled and pulled her downward. She heard a sickening *Ulp...* and realized that she had just been swallowed whole. She screamed.