“Try sucking your stomach in!” Ellis called, currently pushing at the legs sticking out of Cassidy’s mouth.

“I’m trying!” came Ivan’s muffled response. “Is hard to breathe in here!”

“Thiff iff ridiculuff,” Cassidy grumbled. Ivan’s wasp stinger made him difficult to get down. She reached up and pulled on Ivan’s legs, the added pressure allowing her to finally swallow him entirely.

“Phew…” Cassidy said, wiping sweat off her forehead. “Now what?”

Her thoughts were interrupted by a kick inside her stomach. She looked down at her belly, which was very distended.

“Is sorta cramped in here…” Ivan said, pressing a hand against the wall.

“And now I gotta cough you up…” Cassidy groaned. “This won’t be pleasant…”