"Great!" With that said, Agamme's head quickly moved over the table, clamping over Ryan's chest and lifting him off the ground. He slung his maw over your body, sealing it within the hot, slimy and foul smelling entrance to the dragon. Agamme took a hard, wet gulp, causing you to glide down easily through the soft throat and into the slimy, wet stomach. You sat there, drenched with the bodily fluids of Agamme. "Thank you Ryan." He said, expelling the air out of the chamber.