Bryan screamed but at his size the gasps, and shouts of the other men drowned him out. As the liquid swirled over him, he literally was drowning in beer. The only thing he could think of was that stupid drinking toast, "Through the lips, passed the gums, look out stomach here" I was coming!
A rough rubbery floor rose up beneath pressing my naked flesh against a slippery hard curved ceiling: Manny's tongue pushed me against the roof of his mouth as the beer rushed over me and down his throat. I knew I would be next. My fist banged against a hard yellow tooth. The tongue flexed and pushed. Why was I so horny? I was throwing a real hard on, as I tumbled ass over head down Manny's throat. At least he hadn't chewed.
As I kick and scream in the hot beer and stomach acid, I wish Don had swallowed me. Now I was going to be digested, and he was going to be castrated because I was in his beer. It was my fault, dad was going to lose 2 sons.
An earthquake! A small opening of light appears overhead, a rush of air, and a loud belch. Manny is burping. A chunk of something warm rubs against my leg. The stomach is churning. My foot gets caught in the crinkling wall, my head is pulled under. I'm drowning in beer and stomach acid. Everything is starting to turn black.