The tiefling struggled all the way down.  "STOP, STOP!  I'M NOT GETTING EATEN TWICE IN ONE DAY!"  It seemed, though, that she was.  Try though she might, she was forced into Taizee's belly along with all the fish she had gulped down.  Once she was squeezed in, she paused.  The cold feeling of fear was filling her up again.  Not quite as much as before, but it was still there.  She pressed her palm up against Taizee's stomach walls.  "Yes!  Please!  Get me out of here!"  She tried to lay back and relax a little.  At least she wouldn't be staying long, she hoped...<br/><br/>Meanwhile, the hobgoblin straightened up, rubbing his head.  "Ow, what the..."  Kalkat trailed off.  He could see the handprint from inside Taizee's tummy and his mind kind of wandered.  "Wow," he breathed, enraptured by the sight.  Then he shook his head.  "Uh, yeah, I'm... sure we have rope around here somewhere.  Here, let me just find it..."  He leaned back over, taking his time to look around for rope.  Oh how he'd love to feel over that belly.  Someone inside pressing against the walls, causing it to buck and squirm under him while his hands pressed back, wriggling and writhing as he pressed himself against Taizee's body, kissing her and... no.  The tiefling didn't sound like she was having fun.  All the same, he dawdled a bit.