Down the hatch

"I would like to see you try." You say sincerely, you were getting used to aliens asking to eat you and actually doing so.

"Really, thanks, you have no clue how much I NEED this." Tilly replied stressing her almost lustful need to eat you.

"How do you want..." You began to ask as you were knocked down by Tilly pouncing on you and shoving your head into her jaw. You felt her peeling off your button-up shirt then pealing down your trousers as you are squeezed down her throat and start to enter her stomach. Once you felt your feet enter her stomach you felt it safe to try and talk again. "Looks like I fit, how long will this take?"

"Ugg, I am so full. I don't know, I have never eaten an Earth mouse before, Urrrrp!" She burps and your feel her stomach clench tightly around you. "Oh ow, perhaps we shouldn't eat your species, urg, I estimate about a day." She grumbles though her overstuffed belly.

"A day, what about my ambassador duties, I have to be around for feeding times." You protest.

"Well...