Another tube, that's even tighter...

By the time your chest was sucked in by Veronica's cervix, you felt something akin to being shoved into an engouged sack. Before in one fell *plop*, your feet were forcibly sucked in. Before the opening tightened to the point of being nigh invisible.

If it weren't for the fact you saw the barely illuminated exit shrink, you'd almost think such an opening never existed. As with the fact it felt oddly spacious, before the organ you were stuck in compressed against you tightly, before you felt yourself being pushed into some gaping tube, that felt far tighter than the ravenous, man eating cunt Veronica swallowed you with.

You couldn't so much as squirm, as first your head, then eventually arms and legs were slurped in that narrow passageway. It's as if this predator was swallowing you twice. You felt in fact, a bit of faint wrigglling, before you were pushed deeper, as you eventually felt that you're not just inside Veronica's womb, but in fact, being drawn deeper.

A thought that was confirmed in abject horror, as your sight's eventually went from a tight, tube. To something akin to an eggy, flesh-like chamber. That apparently contained someone, humanoid? Trapped within, before the sack compressed.

A very sack, that you were planted into, as it slowly started to envelop your body entirely, even as you felt something squirm from within. Before you could do anything to get outside of the sticky membrane, you were quickly cocooned by the ovarian itself.

Leaving you face first, with the implied end fate, of all of Veronica's entrapped meals.