The Gray Fox

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Mousey and Magi went to sleep that night.  And Mousey had a bizarre dream. . .
She had just closed her eyes and dozed off.  But the next thing she knew, she was in a dark, cylindrical space, sitting on a soft floor.  “Where am I?” she murmured, standing up and looking around.
She heard a voice coming from above.  “Ladies and gentlemen!” the voice called.  “For my next trick, I will pull a delicious treat out of my hat!”
“Magi?” Mousey asked, recognizing.  “Is that you?”
Suddenly, a huge Mew hand came from the top of the cylinder and reached for Mousey.  She wasn’t afraid—this was her boyfriend, after all—but she did wonder why on earth she was so tiny.  But she didn’t have much time to think about it, because a moment later, the hand grabbed her by the scruff of her neck, and she was pulled out of the hat.
Blinding lights hit her at once, and she realized Magi was standing on a stage of some sort.  She couldn’t see the audience at all—the lights were far too bright for that—but she could at least see her boyfriend.  He wore a magician’s outfit, a suit and tie with a waistcoat whose ends trailed downward.
“Mmm, this treat looks tasty, doesn’t it, folks?” Magi asked the audience.  Murmurs of approval rippled throughout the crowd, and the Mew grinned.  “Then it looks like I’ll have to indulge. . .”
The Mew lifted the tiny rabbit up high into the air, until Mousey was hovering above Magi’s face.  Then, Magi opened his maw nice and wide.
Mousey stared inside, her heart pounding with terror and excitement.  She could see all of her boyfriend’s teeth absolutely dripping with drool, and his tongue covered in saliva.  Behind it all, his throat loomed, and she couldn’t wait to be swallowed up by it. . .
Without warning, the rabbit was thrown inside, and next thing she knew, she was inside the Mew’s spacious mouth.  For once, all of her could fit in here at once, and the tongue shoved her around the area as it tasted her, lapping up her furry flesh and making Magi say, “Mmmmm!”  Mousey let herself be taken along for the ride, and found herself getting thrown from cheek to cheek by her boyfriend as he continued to suck every bit of flavor out of her—he was relentless, that was for sure.
Finally, the Mew was done sampling his girlfriend, and Mousey found herself being pushed to the back of his throat.  She got one more glimpse of the outside world, staring out at the bright lights that drowned out the audience, all framed by the Mew’s teeth, lips, and tongue.  And then, a /gulp/ pulled her downward, and she was inside of his throat.
Mousey found herself traveling down her boyfriend’s tight, constricting esophagus.  The space squeezed tightly around her as it sent her deeper inside the Mew, bit by bit, inch by tiny inch.  It was a slow, steady journey, one that could be clearly seen from the outside, as her presence created a bulge.  
She could hear Magi say, “Mmmm, now that was delicious, folks.  My assistant will be reaching my stomach very soon. . .”  
The audience let out an, “Oooo,” and the rabbit felt her heart pound.  She couldn’t wait to reach his growling belly. . . Just a little more. . .!
Finally, she felt her feet pop into a new, spacious area, and the rest of her body quickly joined them.  Before she knew it she was free-falling, and she landed at the bottom of the area with a /splat/.  The place gurgled and growled around her, and Mousey knew this was the stomach.
“I can feel her in there now!” she heard her boyfriend say.  “She feels great inside of me. . . And now, she’s going to digest nicely.”
Right on cue, the stomach liquids became active, dripping from the walls of the belly and landing on the floor, pooling around her.  The more they dripped, the more faint Mousey began to feel, and the rabbit struggled to keep herself awake.
The stomach juices lapped her up more and more, and Mousey could feel herself getting woozier.  The belly let out a grumble and released more juices, until they were up to her waist.  Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore, and she passed out.
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When the rabbit woke up, she realized that she was . . . /moving/ somehow.  And that the place she was sitting on felt very, very warm. . .
She sat up and looked around.  That was when she realized she was sitting on the back of a gray fox, a fox that was looking into her lavender eyes.
The fox grinned.  “Hello, darling.”