(Ah, my bad.  Feel free to say she still has them.)<br/><br/>As he was pushed into Taizee's jaw, the sylph tensed up a mite.  Being able to see where he was going did not endear him to the destination one bit, it seemed.  At least, at first.  As her throat closed over his head, he seemed to start to relax.  Then as his stomach was starting to get squeezed downwards, he seemed to go limp.  His hands felt around the throat as he went down, poking out at little places.  Taizee wouldn't be able to see it, but the Sylph's grimmace of discomfort was fading away.<br/><br/>Then he entered the mermaid's belly.  He placed his hands on either side of the brunette, trying to stay off of her.  Sadly, he was not very practiced at the art of entering stomachs, so he wound up smooshing into her regardless.  "Sorry," he told her.  He at least managed to stay off of her stomach.  Once his feet were in, he poked outwards.  "OK, ready for Kalkat."<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Kalkat shook his head.  "Oh, uh, no.  Just... admiring..."  He wanted to say more, but his throat failed him.  Then he went pink.  Then he scowled and cleared his throat.  "I like your belly," he said.  "A lot."