"Okay then, if you're sure..." she says slowly, giving her belly a short lick to comfort him. "You'll pass out from a lack of air before you start getting digested, and until you do, my stomach will give you a sort of massage. Just relax and you'll enjoy yourself..." Her stomach begins to squeeze at George forcefully, but not enough to hurt. It will feel very relaxing, as though he's sitting in a massage chair.