"I hope you've got deep pockets, Mister, I'm a big girl," Gelly shimmied seductively to prove her point. "You mind if I climb in now and check my luxury accommodations out?" She chose to ignore the 'payment' part of his bargain because she was used to being eaten, frankly. That's what you get when you're a delicious, flirtatious, sugary treat that was more than a bit immune to digestion. To put it bluntly, she was a beneficial endoparasite. While she was in a stomach, she absorbed stomach acid as her own source of food, and gave off a nourishing jelly to keep her pred happy and healthy. Her gelatinous body made sure neither her, nor her predators, were hurt during her stay. If allowed to stay, she could live indefinitely in a belly.<br/><br/>"Of course it's not yours, you dolt! We never had sex," Koz stopped to ponder that, "At least, I don't remember it, if we did. It doesn't matter, anyway. I guess I'm going to carry that last meal to term, unfortunately." She wasn't thrilled about her new role. She felt a bit like an industrial incubator with litter. She huffed angrily. She hadn't signed up for this, she just wanted to eat that stuffed preggo.<br/><br/>(Sorry for laying down all that exposition on you, but it'd be hard to convey all that stuff about how Gelly works without it.)