His arms were making a decent bulge in her throat with more to come eventually as she slowly began to envelop his head with her mouth, letting her tongue taste at his face. Which for the record tasted of fruit due to the explosion of the can earlier.<br/>Several muffled sounds could be heard eminating from her mouth, but whatever Bright said, it did not pass the flesh of wet maw.<br/>As a last effort he tried to use his legs to go backwards and perhaps pull himself out.