Laying down inside of a drell's mouth is pretty nice. Just feeling his tongue retract slowly, letting you relax atop of the slimy tongue. Dorian in particular is a lovely time. He is as interested to look on the outside as he is inside. The splotchy patterned flesh was mesmerizing, a constant shifting visual miasma. That had nothing on the actual miasma that flowed from deep within the gullet now though.

Bryan shuddered atop that tongue, feeling the teeth above graze his hair gently as Dorian held his mouth open. The smell of his breath filled him, warmed him more than the alien's body heat ever could. The gentle brushing of the curled smile Dorian had would grace his exposed body. This all would not last forever though. Eventually, the tongue would pull back, and Bryan would be completely cut off from the outside world. His existence was immersed in the soft purple embrace of Dorian's storied digestive system.

And with a swallow, Bryan was trapoped in it. Slithering down Dorian's throat as a bulge before vanishing into his chest. Nobody would be any wiser about the human, tucked away into his body. Dorian would smile, happy at another tasty catch.

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Another amazing commission from  NovaRaptor who did an amazing job with my space lizard boi Dorian. Huge thanks to her and please go check her out!