Andrew had a slight moment of joy before he returned to his desperate descent as Ashely gulped down the last of him, thus forcing him into a curled up position within her stomach. It was a rather tight and confined space. Constantly groaning and sloshing, not to mention very wet and dark.<br/>He could hear the faint voice of Ashely from the outside of the belly between the sloshings and groaning of his fleshy imprisonment.<br/>"Lemme out!" He shouted: "You can't just eat people."<br/>He could feel something pushing at him from the outside of the belly, quickly realizing that Ashley was indeed massaging her belly.