"Mrff!! Let me out of here," muffled pleads could be heard from the pups furry gut. Her tongue hung out, drool dripping out.
"Hmmm, nope. I'm going to watch you melt. Your going to be Mushy instead of Mowgli, and I'm going to relish every moment of it. Then I think I'll gobble up the rest of the jungle as well. Bageera, Sher Kan, everyone is just a future meal for me. BROOOOOOOPPPPP!!!!" Her taunting was soon cut off with a tremendous belch in Mowgli's face, strands of saliva flying free.
Inside, Mowgli struggled the best he could, the acids rising and eating away at his body, which he could already tell was being melted. He continued to cry out for someone, anyone who could free him from this ravenous puppy. But alas, no one was around, and his air was running out.
Outside, the incredible heat was helping the little pupper melt her food. She let rip with another belch, grinning at her food filled gut.
"What's wrong? Am I digesting you?" She teased him as he churned away. Minutes turned into an hour, and the puppy was fast asleep on her now still gut. Mowgli had passed out from lack of air a long time ago, letting the acids take care of him. By this point he was mostly a soup, thanks to her abnormally powerful acids and the heat on the jungle. The result was a still large stoummy, but now a much more smooth one...
As the night approached, the pup awoke, her gut still swollen. She yawned before squeezing her belly. With a loud belch, two things emerged from her maw. The first was a red loin cloth, soaked wet. This she tossed aside in favor of that she was holding in her paws with a toothy grin. Mowgli's bleached skull, cracked slightly. Looking over her shoulder, she grinned toothly with pride.
"Ha, right where you belong meat. Your just fat on my flank now. You look way better there then when I gobbled you up," she said, each cheek was large enough to cary Mowgli's skull. Speaking of said bone, she balanced it on her back and trotted off, her booty bouncing as she thought about her next meal...
