Cuan's legs kicked futilely as Midella stood, the wolf trying to wiggle his way back out. His arms were of no help to him, pinned to his sides by the tight inner walls of the water dragon's rectum. He couldn't make any progress though, and soon found his attempts further thwarted by being pulled in fully. The wolf whined softly, squirming around in Midella's rear, feeling the warm flesh all around him, unyielding to his attempts at escape.<br/><br/>He wondered what she planned to do to him now, for he could do nothing to resist her at this point. He was little more than a toy now.