The descent is long but slow into the depths of the dragon. The rhythmic sounds of her internals echo all around from a steady heartbeat to the gurgles of a gut. This is the riders view upon entering. All around the walls undulate, caressing the visitor against the softness of the walls. Pools of drool can be seen all around, and yet slowly they'd evaporate, leaving behind nothing but velvet soft flesh of the belly. The warm glow pulsated a comforting glow, helping to aid in the view of the surroundings. It is quite spacious but non-threatening.

Do the visitors inside embrace this new environment? Is there more to this ride?

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