Bright had tripped as he had tried to backpedal out of Alissia which as a plan had backfired. With both of them on the floor beside he matress, his efforts to get out were in vain as he could not get a grip of anything, well except her stomach that is. His hands were already beginning to push out the stomach wall, and his head were soon to follow as it was being pushed through the slick tube that were Alissias throat. His head could be seen on the outside in the shape of a large bulge as it began its travel downwards.<br/><br/>He jerked slightly when he felt Alissias wet tongue beginning to lick his bare chest, surprised from the coldness as opposed to the catgirls warm insides.