The pres nods as you opt for feet first. Then offers you a chair to sit on. You look at him questioningly and he laughs. "Lets me get a better starting angle." You raise an eyebrow at this but sit down obediently, flicking your shoes off for the sake of politeness, hopefully you can collect them later.

You moan a little as he engulfs your feet in his mouth, being as ticklish as you are this is murder on you sensitive soles. The tickling soon stops when he given an almighty gulp and your knees disappear from sight, into the hot wetness of his throat. You feel a momentary shiver of fear but soon stop yourself, it was your choice after all. Another gulp and your thighs are half gone, he uses strong hands to pull you forwards now. Your tight butt sliding off the chair and into the waiting cavern. The pres forces himself upright now, lifting you above him. With the help of gravity you soon find yourself in up to your waist, you wiggle your feet, making the pres laugh. He gently
maneuvers your arms to your sides, presumably because it's safe for everyone that way. Then he slides you further down, gulping heavily. Soon you are up to your shoulders. You feel your feet forced into an open area, and realize just what you may have let yourself in for. Another gulp and your view of the world is cut off. You feel the mouth close over your head and see nothing but darkness. He swallows again, and you are pulled further, your knees are now curled into the stomach, which you can feel stretching to accommodate you. A few more gulp and you are curled neatly into the fetal position inside him. It's not actually all that unpleasant, you feel rather safe actually. You feel him rubbing his enlarged belly and you wriggle in return. Well, you can tell that there won't be much to do, so you add up your options and decide to either sleep, or try tickling your host to see what happens.