The sudden suction from the other end of the stomach pulled her so suddenly she didnt have time to hold on to anything, and even if she had been given a warning there was nothing to hold onto.

The stomachs contents, including you, are sent deeper in to the wolfs body. Luckily, there is still enough air for you to breath, and after a few minutes you come to a stop.

"Where am I?" Angela asked loudly.

The wolfs voice, muffled more than before, says "I think you're in my colon. You're in luck. I, ehm, did my business before I found you. So it should be pretty clean for you." He sounds embarrassed.

"Oh yeah, I feel lucky." you snap back, sarcastically. Even so, with the little light you have, you can see its basically empty. There is only a slight smell of crap, and it isnt that bad. Hell, you kinda... like it.

"So," the wolf calls, "Can you get out on your own, or do you need, err, help to open... me?" he asks, sheepishly.