Remind the Husky of his job

All Ali wanted was to attend the party, and now, technically he is, though he is willingly trapped inside the belly of a Husky that seems to have almost forgotten about him. He could hear people talking and laughing outside, but could only hear noise and understand no words. There was some loud music too, or at least that's what Ali thought. Being inside a belly that is covered by such thick fur, most sounds he heard were almost entirely muffled. He had to put his ear to the slimy wall of the stomach to understand a word or two. Though one thing was clear, the music was getting louder, which meant the Husky was getting deeper inside the party, and since his gut is practically ready to digest him, he had to remind him now before it's too late.

Ali raised one of his paws from the pool of rising liquid, then kicked a powerful blow to the slimy walls. The Husky winced in pain, almost stumbling over and falling down. At first, he looked at his belly annoyed, but then he remembered who he had in his stomach, and what agreement they had.

„So sorry sire! I've almost forgotten that you were in there! Let me calm down my belly for you.” The Husky apologised almost a hundred times, moving his palms on the surface of his belly in a circular motion.

The digestive acid quickly calmed down and stopped flooding his stomach, though it remained filled halfway with Ali still pretty much submerged in its now more pleasant form, and its chamber a little bit shrunk.

„I'll be more careful from now on sire. I promise!” The Husky petted his belly, apologizing, but not waiting for a response from Ali and carried on.

Ali could feel him walking again without a bother, like nothing even happened, as well as the music getting louder, he must've dove deeper inside the party. A splash of cold brew falling right on top of Ali's head immediately confirmed that statement, it mixed with a warm liquid that he was practically bathing in, giving him an unpleasant fuzzy feeling. Outside, the Husky was at the bar, chatting and laughing with some fella guards while taking occasional big gulps of cold beer that fell right inside Ali's warm chamber, on top of him. Being drenched by two completely opposite temperature liquids, as well as both of them having a strong smell, made Ali almost dizzy. The small stomach of the Husky kept on filling with cold, smelly brew, until Ali had to reposition his body and raise his head over the pool of mixed liquid to breathe. The Husky felt him move and stopped drinking to accommodate his stomach passenger.

But his stomach was already three quarters full and Ali had trouble keeping his head above the water. His snout sunk in the liquid a few times, having no choice but to involuntarily taste the beer mixed with his calm digestive acid. It tasted horribly of course, it almost made Ali puke at the first swallow, but he forced himself not to, so he wouldn't have to be trapped inside a tight belly with his smelly vomit. After a few more forced swallows, he didn't feel sick from the taste, but his head was getting a little hazy. Ali realised that it was because of the Alcohol inside the beer, which was affecting his brain's thinking process, but then he also realised that it was his first time ever drinking beer, even if it was mixed with someone's digestive acid.

He was technically at the party he wished to go, even though he's inside a Husky's stomach. He had people chatting and laughing all around him, even if most didn't know or care about his existence. He was having a drink with some friends, even though they weren't his friends, and the drink he was drinking had already been drunk by someone. Ali smiled, even while being curled inside the Husky's belly, almost squished by the slimy walls and submerged in its strange substance. He looked at the pool of brew and digestive acid, the last step of attending a party was getting drunk, and he could, right now by continuing drinking what fell inside the Husky's stomach, though he wondered if that was the right thing to do.