Art gasps watching her open her huge maw. He tremblles a bit seeing her rows of sharp teeth and the long stands of drool. He keeps telling himself shes not going to hurt, shes not going to hurt him. He moves closer to her maw feeling her warm breath. He finds strangely fascinating. " I am not afraid. I actually find this fascinating. What do you want me to do nest my dear?" HE reaches inside and gently rubs your tounge