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As DRAKE slipped further within, the Wyvern Bio-Weapon closed it's jaws, biting into her ankles and calves. The bulge in the creatures throat jostled again, though it was somewhat faint. She was nearing the sphincter that would lead her to the stomach's core and the sounds of the bubbling stomach ahead was reverberating in her ears. The beast only had to swallow and she'd be gone, and this angle allowed gravity and her slick body inside to slip easily down, but the beast was torturous and savoured her if only a bit longer.