Soon after awhile the wolf starts to struggles in your stomach letting you know he doesn't want to be digested. "Let me out." he say followed by a few muffled screams. "O.k, I'll let you out if you agree be my pet." you say. You hear the wolfs yes complied with a few wimpers as he agrees. You then proceed to poop the wolf out. After a few mintunes the wolf is fully out of your back side in a pitiful whimpering state. "Now pet you job is