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Lil' raptor's trying their best to hold on,  but that tongue is slippery... My esophagus muscles are powerful... And gravity is not on her side. Resisting the urge to give in to the predator's instinct to swallow, instead waiting for my catch to slip down unassisted, their every motion working against their efforts to prevent their descent into my gullet.

Inside my throat the muscles ripple and surge around the raptor's scaly body, trying to dislodge them from their desperate grasp on my tongue and drag her down into the moist depths. Saliva drips from my palate onto her wrists and head while mucus coats the remainder of her body,  but despite the moisture making her body so slick she stubbornly clang to my tongue, her claws digging into the soft yet tough flesh. It was mildly uncomfortable, but not unbearable. 

Hot, moist wind rushed past the raptor's head with every breath I took, and by now her entire body was slick with saliva. Then, she began to slip a little further. Just a few centimeters deeper into my gullet. Recognizing what was happening, the raptor frantically tried to claw her way back up out of my throat... A big mistake, as her movement only caused her to slide further down and the more she wriggled, the quicker she descended. 

With the raptor's grasp on my tongue lost I closed my jaws, sealing her in total darkness... Then I made one decisive swallow, sealing her in the warm grasp of flesh.  A small but noticeable lump made its way gradually down my throat, sliding at a slow but constant pace and disappearing briefly as it reached the chest. My stomach rumbled impatiently as the raptor made her way unwillingly down my throat, eagerly awaiting the meal on its way down.

Though she struggled valiantly the entire way down, it was entirely in vain. The battle was lost the moment she slid off my tongue and into the tight confines of my gullet, but she held on to the sliver of hope that her thrashing around might induce the reflex to regurgitate her. Unfortunately for her, I was well used to swallowing wriggling prey like her, and thoroughly enjoyed the massage she provided my innards as she slid deeper, and deeper down.

An echoing, rhythmic shudder echoed around the raptor's ear holes as she continued her journey downwards. It was my heart, beating loudly and steadily, though not nearly as quickly as the raptor's. Knowing she wasn't far from the stomach, which hungered for the morsel the esophagus was bringing it.  The beating of my heart slowly grew more distant as she was slid further down, the distance between her and my gut becoming shorter and shorter with every rippling motion the esophagus made.

Then the raptor felt her tail regain some freedom of movement. Having been caught from behind, her tail would be the first to arrive in the stomach. Another ripple of peristalsis surged around her, and the legs were pushed through the muscular opening as well. Another wave, and it stretched open to engulf her hips.  Then, she slipped entirely into the empty chamber, the muscles separating the throat and stomach sealing her in.

I felt the raptor plop into my stomach, which sagged ever so slightly with her arrival. My belly rumbled deeply, pleased with the food it had been presented, and eagerly began to knead and caress its meal. The raptor arriving inside had dislodged some trace gasses within, which escaped back up my throat and erupted in a hearty belch.  I craned my head to the side and the corners of my jaws curled up in a reptilian grin.

"Tag, you're it!"  I chortled, loudly enough that my voice would endure through the scales and muscles that separated us.  From within, behind the low grumbling of my stomach, I heard her muffled response:  "Best two out of three?!"  

I chuckled at that, a loud coarse guffawing of a tyrannosaurid's laughter.  "Not a chance miss,  I won fair and square. Now be a good girl and make yourself comfortable in there..." 

Inside my belly, the raptor huffed indignantly and folded her arms in irritation, slumping backwards into the wrinkles and folds of the stomach wall. 

I took a moment to sweep my tongue across my fangs and palate, licking off the lingering flavor the raptor left behind while in my maw. When I was satisfied none remained in my mouth, I began to lumber back towards the campgrounds with the raptor deep inside me. It was getting late, and I was starting to get sleepy. We both were, and the raptor's drowsiness was the reason I caught her before she could sneak back to camp first. She protested about this the whole way back... And protested about the several large gulps of water I drank upon arriving there.

It didn't take long for me to fall asleep. A cozy fire, a good meal, and a long day of fun and games could do that to a dinosaur.  The raptor however, had more stamina than I did and continued to wriggle and squirm and protest inside my stomach, which kept me awake for several hours before her stamina finally gave out on her. 

My belly now quiet and still, I could finally start working on getting to sleep, as my stomach began working on breaking down its latest meal. The raptor would have melted softly into a thick soup before dawn, and by noon would be working her way through the deepest depths of my digestive tract, being gradually and slowly absorbed into my bloodstream. 

A full thirty or so hours after being ingested her body will have been fully processed and absorbed, though she would have reformed well before then - a fact I would playfully tease her with, letting her hear my digestive system grumble as her previous body slid through its depths. 

"What game shall we play next?"  I asked the recently-reformed raptor, who was sitting just a few meters away from me.

"Anything but tag,  my legs are so sore..."  

I tilted my head to one side quizzically, not sure how her legs could still be sore.  "What would you suggest then?"

"I'll think of something." she squawked back, "But don't think for a second I'll let you get off so easily next time!  The next belly to be filled, will be mine!"
I laughed at that, "You think you could fit a whole tyrannosaurus into that small body of yours?"
A sly grin formed on her scaly face, a twinkle of mischief in her eye.  "Believe me, I'm willing to give it a shot if you are."

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Sorry for that LAME title,  but it was the first thing that came to mind and I actually kind of liked it xD
Story written up on the spot, made up as I went along.

Rendered using Cinema 4D's native Physical Render.