Acid-Rain lets out another belch, feeling the freshly-eaten elf girl settle in her stomach. "Mmmh, one hasn't enjoyed the feeling of being this full in quite a while~" the Argonian cooed as she traced her fingers along her scaly belly. "One thinks she can stay in there for a little while. No need to digest her away right away. Come on, everyone, let's head back to the camp~"
~
A few minutes later, Avoni whimpered as she sat curled-up inside of Acid-Rain's stomach. She could feel the organ bounce slightly with every step. Too frightened to move, the swallowed Dunmer merely sat still as the Argonian's saliva dripped onto her head, running down her face and down her naked chest. The fleshy stomach walls ground against her ever so gently, coating her nude body in a mixture of viscous fluids.
"Umm..." Avoni began, "E-Excuse me..."
"Quiet!" Acid-Rain quickly replied. "One's food isn't supposed to talk!"
"Eep!" Avoni quickly shut up. With every passing second, she felt more and more like food, and less and less like a girl.
Eventually, the bandits arrived back at their camp...
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