"However long your heart wishes." Sarin said not wanting to offend the naga, seeing as how they were trapped in her grip.<br/><br/>Meanwhile inside Felicia's mouth, her tongue playfully tickled beneath Zen's body and legs, slurping his length and leaving a nice fine trail of saliva, sheets of spire and drool leaking across him. The squishy undulations  pulsed around him as her mouth constricted and prodded him repeatedly and all over; fondling him and probing his very being with its humid touch. Zen gazed deeply into the throat that lay up ahead, he saw it open slightly with mucus strands connecting to seal an unorganized temporary seal of a dubious hold, one Zen was completely capable of stretching through.<br/>Everything goes dark as Felicia suddenly gulps. The only thing Zen now notices in the dark shaft is the continuous pulling and tugging of himself as he travels the whole way down the length of the esophagus as well as the slight beating of a heart against him, until the sphincter grabs at his head, letting him slide in as it grabs and gropes at him. Tugging and sloshing Zen about as he makes his way into the naga's stomach.<br/>Zen falls in with a splash in the dark confines of his fleshy prison. The air is arid and pungent as he walks around inside her. He feels along the slick and slippery walls and finds that he is completely trapped. Naked in the hot warmth of her body, surrounded by the remains of previously ingested food . . . but he finds it comforting to be her and his member once again awakens.