Your view goes from the skull to blackness in an instant. Your head is surrounded on all sides by wet, warm, constricting flesh, and your hands slap about as you try to get your bearings. Just as they land on fuzz, your knees are jammed against the ground. Your torso feels the same as your head did... your head now can feel a bit of a loose version of the flesh. You don't need to feel around to know where you are; you've been sent up the wolf's butt again. But something's different this time...

"I needed to empty out a little," the wolf explains. "Now I shouldn't have any trouble getting you up me." That was it. Your ascent was less impeded than last time, since he was loosened up and emptied. Gravity shifts, and your feet touch ground for a moment before you feel the moist flesh rushing against your skin again. Only your feet feel the cool air outside... "Much better," he comments. "Now to swallow you up for good..." Every fold of flesh against you pushes on your body, as the last of your feet are gulped into the lupine ass. You can hear, even from in here, the final *frrt* as he relaxes.