Try to escape

The Husky was snoring heavily without a care in the world, sleeping on a chair at an empty table with his back resting against a wall, and his bloated belly slightly squished against the dirty, wooden table. If the music wasn't so loud at the party, you'll be able to hear how loud his belly had begun gurgling and groaning. Inside, everything was getting squished and crushed together by the slimy walls, as almost everything began to boil.

Ali was struggling to keep his head above the boiling water, while his body was getting mushed and rolled around by the stomach walls. Whenever he kicked the stomach would retaliate and squeeze him ten times harder, whenever he tried to scream, boiling liquid poured down his gut, upsetting his own stomach. He could feel his shorts, his only clothes starting to melt right over his junk, giving such an unpleasant pain. Ali tried everything to calm down his belly but nothing was working, it seemed determined to turn him into Husky ass fat, just like any other fool that entered his stomach.

There was only one other way to survive such a fate, escaping. Ali had focused on finding an exit inside the Husky's stomach, maybe the throat hole or the back door that he slipped through to enter this place, though his legs hurt too much for him to feel anything under his knees. He focused more on finding a way up, out of there.

Normally it would be impossible, whatever falls inside someone's belly, never gets back out without their input, but with the Husky, it was a little different since he could control mostly of his body, and since Ali got eaten by his ass, and he was asleep, he considered that the throat might not know that he was down there, and would allow him to slide out to safety. His pleas were mostly correct, his hands eventually found the exit and Ali didn't waste time in pushing his way out.

The throat was incredibly tight, small and slippery, Ali had trouble keeping his hands from slipping off the slimy surface, and body from falling back down into the boiling pool inside the stomach that was way more than eager to melt him apart. Though with persistence, and fearing for his life, Ali's body eventually made it through the Husky's incredibly tight throat, until his head managed to pop into his mouth. He rested his chin on the Husky's tongue, gasping for air, trying to get some stamina back. Ali could see the outside world whenever the Husky opened his mouth wide to snore, he could see everyone partying, laughing and dancing, soon he would be able to join them.

But first he had to get. Ali began wiggling his body, trying to use his chin to pull some more of his body out. The tongue was more than slippery, and it began to move on its own, it rolled back and tried pushing Ali's head back down, while his throat started to swallow by reflex, Ali felt his body getting squeezed unbearably hard as saliva started falling on his body, trying to push him back down. But he didn't fight so hard to be shoved back by some smelly drool and a sleepy tongue. When the tongue tried pushing his muzzle back down, he opened his mouth and bit the tongue with all his force, hoping that it was enough to make it stop. However he was not expecting for it to make the Husky gag and before he knew it, his slime covered body was puked out, thrown covered in saliva in the middle of the tavern.

The first thing that Ali did was shiver, his body had almost melted inside the sleeping, drunk Husky's stomach, being exposed to the outside air was a drastic change of temperature. Then, he slowly got on his feet, his legs were shaking and a pool of drool was forming at his feet. Ali's entire body was completely naked, only covered by the weird slime from the Husky's stomach, his underwear was completely gone, literally nothing was covering his bare spotted ass, and manly cock and balls. Ashamed he covered his private parts with his hands, even though no one was looking at him. He looked around, everyone was still dancing and laughing with one another, nobody stared at the naked Dalmatian in the middle of the tavern, though some saw the Husky puke him out.

The Husky didn't wake up once his meal had forced his way out of his stomach, he only snored a little more then rolled on his chair to get comfortable, almost falling over. Ali looked around a little more, unsure what to do. He wanted to party and have, but he was also completely naked and covered in some disgusting else's drool, not to mention he was the only one his size, everyone else was big, tall and some with a struggling belly, that slowly softened, and their owners laughed and petted their now calmer stomach. Between all the unknown faces, Ali recognised his Labrador guard, he was sleeping as well, laying on two chairs, crushing under him what seemed to be a swollen gut as well, though whatever was inside didn't had much of a shape, and was mostly soft, his butt was slightly bigger too, his pants weren't covering his thick, yellow ass cheeks at all.

Ali considered going to him, but also considered getting the hell out of there, before another drunk anthro tries to eat him. He could see the back exit not far from where he was, wide open and a pretty clear path to reach it. Though he didn't know if it was better over there than here.