Amazingly he heard a rumble from above him. "No, normally I swallow head first, and I'm not so careful."<br/><br/>The gulping motions continued, drawing him further and further down. As his head was sucked into the throat, with just enough give that he could tilt his head back and still breathe, his feet hit some sort of valve, then were sucked into a cavity where they could move freely. The throat enclosed him like a sleeping bag. If it hadn't been so hot or soggy and close, it might almost have been pleasant.<br/><br/>The mouth was closed now, so he was in pitch darkness. More and more of him was drawn into the cavity while his head slid down the throat, arms trailing behind, and incidentally keeping the walls of the throat enough apart behind him that his head was in a sort of air pocket. This was pulled through the valve the rest of him had passed through, temporarily choking him like removing a tight polo neck jumper, and he plopped into the pitch black cavity, presumably the stomach.<br/><br/>It was not quite long enough for him to stretch out, about 4 foot long and half that wide. While it must be capable of stretching fruther, it wasn't for him, or at least not much. He found the most comfortable position was a half fetal crouch, lying on his back. While it was hard to breath, there was still stale, humid air. He felt something solid press against his flank, and exploration with his hands told him it was some sort of large wide muzzled skull, maybe that of the pink dragon she'd eaten earlier. It crumpled like paper mache at the slightest pressure.<br/><br/>His feet and ankles had been resting in some sort of thick liquid even as the rest of him had slid down, and now his hindquarters were resting in it too. It started to tickle, as if he were bathing in some carbonated drink, and the level started rising. There were rumbles and gurgles around him, and Reizu nervously realised he was about to be digested.<br/><br/>The tickling in his extremities, tail and backside turned to a pins and needles sensation, then just numbness. He also started to slip down, as if the stomach floor had sunk under him, though he could no longer feel it. An exploring hand found naked tail vertebrae, and an equally uncluttered pelvic bone and thigh bone. Further up his flesh went from furred to naked to puffy like a sponge, before it tingled, needled and vanished into numbness. It should have hurt, heck, the shock should have killed him, but all he felt was a distant, deadened surprise.<br/><br/>The numbness spread to his chest as his head sank to the liquid level, and he wondered how he was still breathing, then he realised he wasn't. His final sensation was the distinctly odd feeling of his nose bumpling against the inside of his expanding rib cage as his head pushed it apart, and the satisfying sensation of the cursed and slowly decaying collar catching over one tingling ear as his neck was no longer around to keep it on, and then the numbness engulfed him utterly.<br/><br/>There was a blank moment, then a flash of light, and he found himself standing next to Ptricia's flank, clad only in his fur. A quick check showed he was completely intact, except that... his neck was completely bare, other than his fur, and completely unscarred. Ptricia looked back at him, and gave a burp, which she quickly covered with a paw.<br/><br/>"To answer your earlier question, just slightly musky, with a hint of sweetness, a bit like soy sauce. I was right, you were tasty. By the way, I may have overdone it a bit with the support spell. I didn't realise you were still consious when my digestion was working until I felt your hand move. Sorry about that, feeling yourself being digested must have ben pretty freaky."<br/><br/>If you look to the side, you can see the sight budge in her underbelly, just abaft of her wings, which is presumably your previous mortal remains.