"If your husband hadn't jumped onto my bar, it is very possible I would have let him. Honestly, someone else can take my place, running my tavern. So...yes. I'm kinda hoping you will eat me. But if only because, I have the desire. It may not bring you closure, but if it brings you appetite satisfaction, wouldn't that help?"
You stand there, arms crossed behind you, as she ponders what you just told her.
She walks over to you. "I suppose you're right. However, I will just let you know that this is not regarded as punishment but a choice you made to give yourself to me, and it is fully unrelated to the events that brought you here. That being said, I will gladly swallow you." she replies, as she licks you a few times. "Hmm, not bad."
Then, she opens her mouth, and you're ready for what comes next. You climb inside, and lay on her tongue, facing inwards.
She moves her tongue around you, sliding you ever so close to her esophagus, before closing her mouth around you, tilting her head up, and swallowing you with a loud and wet gulp.
You quickly slide down her gullet, and into her stomach, where almost immediately, she begins digesting you.
You enjoy every minute you spend inside the wolverine's stomach, digesting like a wild animal.
In just a few hours, she has thoroughly digested you, and your remains are excreted in a dark area of the den, where anyone rarely goes. Your life was ended when you crawled into the mouth of the wolverine.
