For a moment, he was stuck, as she tried to engulf his shoulders, but with some stretching and quite enjoyable wriggling, they went in. Fiana's hands were either side of his torso, helping to push him in. His arms were tightly pressed against his sides as they were held by the insides of her mouth and upper throat. He quickly found himself up to his midriff inside her, his nose up against the cardiac valve at the entrance of her stomach. This was a position he's been in with Ptricia, but Fiana's gullet was far tighter.<br/><br/>Fiana's hands had left his upper body, and moved to his lower, stroking his tail and thighs. She seemed content to rest for the monent, Playing with the lower half of the wolf she was swallowing. You had to wonder how she was managing to breathe.