clean off

You remove your soiled clothing and wabble to your feet. You find the ambassador's bathroom and clean your self off. You realign your jaw with a "pop" and more pain.

"What the Fuck!?" You ask Em inside your distended gut.

"Sorry, did I hurt you?" She asked "I sometimes go to far with predators it really turns me on to be eaten."

"I could tell, You made me soil my trousers and pants, I feel so full it hurts. I have no clue if I will even be able to digest you, I might have to get you surgically removed, you may have done some real damage." You explain angrily.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me. If it helps your acids are already starting to eat away at my fur so I don't think I will be here for long. Can you just let my daughter know that I will be gone for a bit she will know the reason?" Em asked.