He was in her now, inside her stomach, where her body would take what it need from him in a very expedient manner. For the first time, in a very long time, Reese considered what that had to feel like to him, and this consideration took her aback as she tried to remember the last time she'd even thought about it, finally remembering that first day in the park, when she'd gotten hungry, and one of the micro children had wandered over and swiped a piece of her lunch.<br/><br/>That same girl had ended up as part of Reese's meal. Though the wolfess later felt bad about it, she had enjoyed the way it felt to have someone tickling inside her tummy then, though more likely that little girl had been pounding on the walls, trying to escape a fate she'd brought on herself.<br/><br/>Now an adult, she had sent countless numbers thoughtlessly down to that tomb of flesh and digestive juices, but those had been creatures, snacks. This one, he had been a worshiper, and somehow, that made him different. It made him her's in a way no one else had ever been, even Moonfang and Felix, and that set her to rubbing her stomach as she gently laid back, trying not to shake him around too much.<br/><br/>Never once did she consider coughing him up. He had given himself willingly, and that meant she would dishonor him with rejecting him. Besides, she was hungry after love making, and the sensation of him rubbing up against the walls of her stomach was just too good to stop. Slowly she felt her eyes droop, and then shut on the world around her, drifting off to a sleep filled with dreams of her mate and tiny robed micros bowing as they made love. Inside her, her stomach began to pump out digestive juices as the walls rubbed back against the mouse, the process of digestion beginning in earnest.