“You really are one of a kind,” said Pandora, “I wouldn’t have this, if you had gone with Reba’s warning. If you’re sure you don’t want to do anything else first, I can send you on your way.”

“Well after the laugh I just saw, I’d certainly like to lie in there for at least as long as I enjoyed doing when you were sixty,” said Lennox.

“Can we work out a signal for you to let me know when you’re ready for me to swallow you?” asked Pandora.

“Well if you feel me rolling and turning over like before, you’ll know I’m still exploring your mouth from all angles and enjoying the feel of your tongue. Same if I’m lying still. When you feel me slap your tongue hard three times with my hand, which will get your attention, but won’t hurt a giant tongue at all, that’s my cue for you to swallow me,” said Lennox.

“I’ve understood all that. If you’re ready to go in, I’ll just take my cues from the feel of your Mouth Code.”

“And when I get to your stomach, if you feel me slap the inner wall of it a few times, it means: Arrived safely. Having a wonderful time. Wish you were here, but of course that wouldn’t make sense,” said Lennox, and enjoyed the reward of seeing her burst into wide open mouthed laughter at point blank range again.

As her response eventually evolved into a closed mouth giggle, her head moved forward a little, and he felt her cheek brushing firmly against him while she composed herself.

“Well you can always tap my throat three times while I’m swallowing you, if you come up with another good joke and want me to cough you back up again, so it doesn’t go to waste,” said Pandora.

“You must be choking!” said Lennox.

And she was at it again.

“Oh honey, I think you’re too much.”

“Well I’d better stop, or I’ll never get in their to sample that view that looks so good each time you start laughing. Truly, it’s the best thing I’ve ever seen.”

“You make a perfect choreographer for my tongue,” said Pandora, “All you have to do is say something funny. But you’re right. We should move on to the next stage. I’ll let you climb in yourself.”

She opened her mouth wide. He looked in again, and climbed over her lower lip and onto her tongue. He turned over and lay down on his back first. Then he rolled onto his left side after a few minutes, then after a few more, onto his right side, and then onto his stomach. Swivelling his head from side to side, he saturated both of his cheeks in turn with the moisture of her soft pink tongue fulfilling all of the wildest dreams he’d had since the day that he’d fully processed Reba’s warning. Holding onto the back of her lower back teeth, he slid himself back and forth a few inches, and then he began to hear moans of pleasure coming up from her throat. They were soft and non-intrusive, and formed the equivalent of a suitable melody to accompany his physical experiences. He could have done this forever, but he wondered if she might think he was taking too long. He lay down still for a few more minutes, contemplating the fact that she had planned to do this without his consent, that he now had not only her satisfaction, but her gratitude as well. He visualized the sight of her stomach and her neck and her chest and her face, while he’d been looking at them from the outside over the last few weeks, since her hair had fully regrown. Forming a firm picture in his memory of what her neck and her stomach looked like from the outside, he tapped her tongue hard three times, and waited.

Lennox felt her tongue rising a little in her mouth, and then it began. She drew him into the top of her throat, where he looked down into darkness. He could still feel her tongue resting against his face and chest and legs and arms, even though he was now suspended vertically in her throat. On his back he felt the back of her neck.

He couldn’t think of any jokes worth signalling her to cough him back up, and waited again.

Soon he felt another gulping movement, and he slid down further. By his reckoning, he would now be level with the base of her neck, which he’d seen many times from the outside of her body. To think that her beautiful face was now several giant inches above his current position, and he would just keep sliding down further.

The next gulp came, and then he began to slide faster, and then he reached her stomach. True to his humourous suggestion, he slapped the wall of her stomach three times, as hard as he could.

He felt a sudden heaving that went on for about thirty seconds, and realised that he’d made her laugh again. When things had all settled down again, he lay down and waited to be absorbed into her forever.