Definitely not a picture of me inside Lovebug’s belly. Nope, it’s totally not me squirming and moving about, feeling the wet walls of his organ churn and contract, slowly beginning to digest and feeling his deep burps rumble inside. Not at all. I’m absolutely not twisting and thrashing in his warm, taut, massive, round, delectable gut and I’m so not enjoying the groaning and gurgling of his wonderfully engorged belly. I’m not hoping he eats more either.  
Totally not loving every second of being his prey, awaiting digestion inside his bulging and shifting tummy and enjoying his belching and gurgling.
 
Nope, not at all