Jonsey took in a breath in preparation for the tight squeeze ahead of him. Once fully engulfed by Aslinn's throat, he released his breath having found himself surrounded by a small pocket of air. He was pushed down in a state of sexual bliss; if he could have reached his crotch he would have been pleasuring himself. He felt his feet release from Aslinn's powerful throat muscles, followed by his knees and waist. Jonsey fell a short distance into the pit of Aslinn's belly, splashing in a shallow pool of digestive soup. "Oh no!" He called out jokingly, "I'm going to be digested by some steam punk girl! Oh how my fans are going to miss me!" He chuckled to himself shortly after his fake plea, knowing he would be reformed shortly after his body dissolves...