The dragon's throat yields to the elf's advances only providing slight resistance at the start. Willow did swallow after a few moments to send the couple on their way, her body only doing what it should naturally. The trip down to her belly is slow and cramped, the ringed muscles around the two pulse and undulate to complete the work they were designed to do. Time seemed to stand still as the flesh pulled at them and soon they could hear Willow's weakened heart still beating with slow rhythmic thumps.<br/>The two were soon deposited into the dragon's stomach where the rumbling ambiance of the organ seemed to overlap and drown out the comforting beat of Willow's heart. The sac is empty for now with only the passive mucous clinging to the walls to endure the organ does not digest itself.