Slowly, her neck, her head and her arms disappeared into Simon's body.
There are girl-eating snakes out there.
Or perhaps you are they type of prey whom likes to live on the edge and would like caustic stomach juices to pool around you over time? If all goes well, I'll have an animation with this fairly soon.
She's your protector, right now, and you're her cargo.
Satiated by his meal and still a one foot long snake, Simon slithered away to his resting place.
Mice should be the food of your choice, little one.