The three sets of heartbeat and viceral noises created a concerto, a trio of synchopated music. Then one heartbeat stopped, making it a duo, followed by the fastest, and closest.<br/><br/>He should have known. Draconic digestion was far faster and more powerful than the others. Ella's digestive juices were seeping up around him causing the lower half of his body to tingle and fizz, when some random motion of his foot poked it through the wall of her stomach, and skin. His foot tingled more fiercely, as it pushed in to squishy, half digested flesh that could have been Ella or Purada.<br/><br/>The newer digestive fluids started flowing in through the hole, and foaming up around his leg. His foot and ankle were already softening, mixing with the flesh of the others, bumping up against raw bones. While it was too dark to see, he could feel the wals of Ella's abdomen disintegrate around him, allowing his body more freedom as it was surrounded by soft semi-liquid flesh and draconic digestive juices. There was no longer any air space, but some part of the potion prevented his gag reflex, or suffocation reflex, replacing it with a calmness and mild euphoria.<br/><br/>His own flesh painlessly started to soften and liquify, and the churning and foaming digestive juices mixed him with the others. He could still feel his body parts rubbing up against others, like a full body massage. The only connected parts of his body were his skeleton, nested in the stretched cavity of Ella's, and his consciousness was no longer confined in it's skull, feeling somehow distributed throughout his dissolving meat.<br/><br/>'Hey Chris! Pounce!' The thought wasn't his, and though it wasn't a sound, the words had the feeling of Ella. 'I just realised, no-one told you about Rheanna's reform potions. They're not the sort that eject you as soon as you lose consciousness naturally. These ones allow you to stay with your body as far through the digestion process as you want. My idea, I love this feeling!'