She pretended to ponder it, "No, I don't think I will." With a herculean effort, Koz lifted Jill up until she was positioned completely vertically above her waiting mouth. Before taking the plunge, Koz looked at Chris and chirped, "Say goodbye, honeybun!" to really rub it in. That taken care of, Koz lowered Jill's head between her jaws and swallowed, hard. Gravity working for her, Jill's struggling body was pulled in to her breasts. With another massive, anaconda-like swallow, Jill had disappeared to the waist. Koz stuggled a little with her hips, they were a little wider than she was accustomed to, but, with a little elbow grease,  they slipped between Koz's lips. Now was the easy bit; Koz gulped a little and the other woman slid until only her calves and feet remained free. Koz felt her head bump the bottom of her stomach, and, easing the last bit down, felt Jill settle into a fetal position inside her. Koz felt particularly sadistic. She swallowed a few huge gulps of fresh air, giving the woman inside her something to breathe for her stay.<br/><br/>Remembering that Jill still wore her headset, Koz heavily waddled over to the stump and tossed Chris his radio, "See if she'll answer you, chief," before disappearing into the pitch-black wilderness.