As that dark chasm slides forward to envelop his face, Sheldon cringes in terror. This is it, he will never again see the light of day now that this wet, humid darkness has engulfed him. He feels those wet lips around him as she sucks on his face, enjoying his flavor. That tongue works over his face, coating it in liberal quantities of saliva, soaking his skin to make him easier to slurp down. Then he hears it, the most terrifying noise he has ever heard.<br/><br/>*GULP*<br/><br/>That loud noise signals his head being dragged forward into her throat, where the walls begin to knead him and cover him with a thin mucus that will help ease his passage. Outside, he can be seen being pulled forward by that single gulp, his shoulders sliding into her mouth. Shelly must have powerful suction to pull him in so easily, but then, most preds due. Any experienced pred can easily swallow down their prey using nothing but their throat and it's powerful muscles. Needless to say, this means that any pred can easily deep throat an ogre, but that's hardly what is on Sheldon's mind right now.