The starving buck wastes no time. Your head is immediately pulled into his throat with a loud "GLP", and he lifts your upper body so you're in a sitting position. You desperately raise your arms and try to push back, but your head is firmly stuck. The deer retaliates by biting down harder with his blunt teeth, and you slowly lower your arms in defeat as he pushes his head farther over your neck, his drool cascading down your body and soaking your clothes. He swallows repeatedly as he works the most difficult part of your body inside, your shoulders, then proceeds to easily swallow what's left of your torso by working his jaws farther down. You're squeezed tightly in his esophagus, in total darkness and it's hard to breathe. As you feel his mouth reach your hips, the buck spreads his legs and braces himself, and then lifts his neck into the air so that gravity will do most of the work now. With three more deep gulps, only your shoe-covered feet remain outside of his mouth. The deer stumbles over to a nearby tree and clumsily uses it to pry your the shoes off. As they unceremoniously tumble to the ground, he takes one last triumphant swallow before quickly turning his head to watch as the bulge travel through his body. The unbearable pressure mounts as you are somehow pushed through his chest, where you momentarily stop. Another deep contraction forces you through a sphincter and stretch out his waiting stomach. Your head pushes against the wall until it stops giving, and your body is forced into a ball as the rest is squelched inside.
There is an ominous "grroaannnn" from the deer's stomach as it begins to slowly process you. He smirks as he stared at his greatly distended gut, before proudly lifting his head and releasing a deafening belch that scatters the birds from the nearby trees. Worn out and his hunger satiated, he drinks some water from the pond, and then waddles over to the nearest treeline and lies down in some ferns to sleep. Your body shifts with his when he lays down, and unable to move, and you accept there's nothing you can do. You fall asleep as the undulating stomach walls massage your body, and your ears are filled with his steady heartbeat and slow breathing.
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