"You remind me of a mousegirl I found once..." The catgirl says.
"How?" You ask.
"Such a hard digestion..." She says, mewing, "Oh well..."
You then feel her body pushing on yours, pulling it back down, and you soon find yourself going back down into her stomach.
"I'll keep pushing you back down, my little snack, until I'm nice and fed..." She says, and you begin to feel your body soften, to melt...