Mary, her feline instincts getting the better of her, picks up Brett, the inflatable mouse guy and pops him right into her mouth! Brett struggles and squirms trying to get out of Mary rubberized mouth. Mary murrs at the feeling of live prey wiggling in her mouth. She savors the movements, then swallows, sucking Brett's inflatable tail into her mouth.
Brett falls down through Mary's throat into Mary's belly. He hits Mary's slit, eliciting a moan from the inflatable tigress, and bounces off. Quickly, he grabs the small, shelf-like structure and keeps himself from falling into Mary's feet. Brett pulls himself up and flops down, exhausted from the trauma of being turned into an inflatable mouse and eaten my and inflatable tiger.
Brett looks at Mary's slit, an opening, maybe a way to escape. Brett presses two gray paws on her lips and with all his might pulls. Mary moans loudly and shudders. She bends down, looks at her stomach and shakes a finger. "Ah ah, naughty mouse!" But, Brett is unable to move the lips even a little bit. He's too small and she's too big and powerful compared to him.
He sits down and thinks. What can he do?