Rop decides to help the harpy swallow her, meanwhile Von is panicking as she is already squirming about in the Harpy's stomach, even though Rop and the Harpy are both working together to get Rop inside her stomach Rops breasts still proev to be unmoving f

Rop felt the warmth of the harpy’s body enveloping her as she struggled to push deeper inside. The tight confines of the harpy's throat squeezed around her, making every inch feel like a monumental challenge. The sounds of Von panicking echoed in her mind, intertwining with the muffled growls and gurgles of the harpy's stomach. “Okay, breathe,” Rop uttered to herself, half in anticipation and half as a mantra to steady her nerves. She could see the harpy's glimmering eyes, filled with a mix of greed and amusement, and she knew that they had to cooperate to make this work. “Come on, Rop!" Von's voice broke through the haze of her resolve. "You can do this!” The urgency in Von's tone fueled her determination. With a deep breath, Rop squirmed with renewed vigor, shifting her weight and leveraging her body to push further inside. The harpy, sensing her effort, guided her along, pulling Rop closer with a gentle but firm tug. “Just surrender to it,” the harpy suggested, her voice sultry and intoxicating, as if the very sounds she made were a luring melody. As Rop finally commenced her descent, spurred on by the harpy, she felt a peculiar mix of emotions—fear, excitement, and an odd sense of trust in her unusual predicament. The pressure began to ease, and she could feel herself being welcomed deeper into the harpy's warm, accepting body. Time seemed to stretch, and for a moment, she caught a glimpse of a future filled with wild adventures together instead of the doom Von feared. With each push, she immersed herself further, and soon, the dark chamber of the harpy’s stomach enveloped her in a cocoon of warmth and safety. Finally, after what felt like hours but had been mere moments, Rop felt herself slip past the final barrier and into the spacious cavity that was the harpy's belly. The darkness surrounded her, but so did a comforting pressure that suggested she was indeed safe. “Rop! Rop! Are you okay?!” Von’s frantic calls reverberated from outside, worry lacing each word. “I’m… I’m here!” Rop shouted, her voice muffled by flesh and fat. “It’s not as bad as it seems!” There was a faint gurgle in response, and for a moment, Rop could almost sense the harpy's contentment from within her. Von remained silent for a moment, processing what Rop had just said. Then, more slowly, she responded, “You’re really in there, aren’t you? What are you going to do now?” Rop chuckled lightly, her anxiety melting away as she basked in the strange reality of her situation. “I think I’m going to relax for a bit. This is… surprisingly cozy. You might want to trust me, Von. I think we’re going to have a wild adventure ahead.” “Just… be careful in there, okay?” Von said, and Rop could almost hear the protective tone in her friend’s voice, despite the absurdity of their predicament. With a deep breath, Rop settled in, feeling the gentle undulations of the harpy's body. Whatever was to come next, she was ready to face it head-on, and she hoped Von would soon join her in this enchanted, unusual journey.