The moment you give your answer you're plucked up between the warden's fingers and held high in the air above her open mouth, left to dangle and stare down into it for the moment with no way to escape or resist. Your heart rate spikes through the roof as you gaze into that organic, fang lined abyss but you don't get a chance for more than that before you're unceremoniously dropped through the air and onto her saliva slicked tongue. Only a moment later the gargoyle's jaws snap shut with a heavy clack, teeth forming an impenetrable wall that ensured you had no chance of escaping her mouth. You start, in spite of your best efforts to be 'good' to resort to insulting Destiny, more an instinctive attempt to cope with your current fear and lack of control than anythin. You don't get further than, "Jeez lizard breath, haven't you ever-" before her tongue swipes over you in a heavy lick, leaving you coughing on a mouthful of Destiny's saliva before she licks you again, tentative, as if unsure of your taste but with increasing interest. In short order she's giving you a thorough, rough tasting as her massive tongue pushes into you repeatedly, pinning you to various parts of her maw, rubbing you against the back of her teeth, holding you in place while you're sucked on like candy. By the end of the treatment you'd been left a limp, exhausted mess and only then does she at last tilt her head back and swallow you alive, sending you down for the start of your 7 year sentence within her stomach.
You come to groggily in the dark, hot chamber of Destiny's stomach, head swimming as you slowly piece together where you were and remember what had happened. The digestive organ was growling and gurgling away around you, lazily working at some snack the warden had had or the last remnants of a meal. It was impossible to tell what it had been before her stomach had gotten to it. The air was thick with fumes from the acids and the smells of digesting food and it was legitimately making you miss when you only had to deal with her breath. You didn't know how you were going to get through 7 years of this... but you also didn't have a choice. As time went on you slowly acclimated to the harsh environment. It took longer for you to get used to the meals in here. You could only eat or drink what Destiny did and that meant at the very least it all had her saliva mixed in. After months though, even that became something you'd gotten used to. Maybe that was for the best. It was a very long road ahead of you still...
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