(I would prefer to stay and digest, actually, if it aint too much trouble.)<br/><br/>The gullet muscles rippled as the dragon swallowed, dragging Will down, the smell of digestion increasing, until he reached a valve that let him into a much larger chamber, splashing into a pool of mucus, saliva, and digestive fluids, already making his body tingle. He shuddred, thinking that he was now inside of the dragon. He imagined that large fat belly of his, and how he was just about to add to it. At the thought, he felt a throb between his legs. That turned him on too? To think these things which he viewed as disgusting were now becoming... arousing. He felt his body tingle as the digestive fluids began to work, not hurting, just tingling. His clothes were the first thing that began to dissolve. He felt his entire world shake as the dragon moved, and could hear him complaining to himself. He felt bad for him, and attempted to console him.<br/><br/>"You don't suck at this." He said, pressing out of the slimy stomach walls "Have you seen your reflection? I know you packed more then your fair share of opponents into this gut to get that figure. Not to mention, everyone seems to want to challenge you. Its only natural that you would eventually lose, but just because their bronze dosn't mean they suck. We all start out bronze, right? And you still have people look up to you... I do..."