The Anthro Elephant Enclosure Anthro Zoo chapter 3 by dellobenedetto

You decided to go and visit the elephants first, feeling absolutely enamored with how large they were, both in muscle... and in flab. The pachyderms stood high above you, showing off their bodies proudly with only a few wearing any meaningful garments above the waist. By the time you entered the enclosure, the tug-of-war match you witnessed earlier had ended. One duo was celebrating, the elephant and human happily sharing a belly bump, while the other had the human on his shoulder in comfort. A number of other elephants were going for a jog, and at once spot was a female elephant chatting to an eager audience of both people and other anthros.

"Impressed, aren't you?"
You turned your head, revealing a woman had walked up to you, dressed in the Anthro Zoo's uniform. "Eh? Uh, y-yeah, they are. A-amazing just how... enormous they are."
"I know, right?" She rolls her shoulders, watching as the competitors walked off, snippets of their conversation suggesting they were getting food. "We still have no clue how the anthros here grow to the size they do."
"Really?"
"Really." She chuckled a bit at that. "Thankfully, they're all remarkably gentle despite that size. These guys are actually some of the more popular regular animals for guests to visit, alongside the likes of hippos and whales."

You almost asked her what she meant by regular—sexy anthropomorphic creatures are hardly ordinary after all—but then you remembered that there were mythical creatures elsewhere in the Anthro Zoo. "I see... and they play games with them?"
"Not just play. We chat with them, swap stories, get food together, dance, all sorts... and, well, certainly some unusual stuff."
"L-like... being eaten?"
"Yep. Lots of people enjoy climbing inside the guts of the elephants to relax. Some even let them stay inside—You see that big guy over there?" She pointed towards one of the larger male elephants, one who had elaborate yellow tattoos across his muscular arms and legs. "He's actually my mobile home, in a sense. He's swallowed down furniture for me to use, and lets me roam his body from head to toe, quite literally."
You did a double-take at that, leading her to giggle again. "Yep! Heck, his head's pretty cozy, the view from his eyes is very stunning... Though, it takes a while for an anthro to let someone be that comfortable with people inside more than their guts and privates. And if that's not your speed, you can always just be sat on."
"Oh yeah, I read about that in the pamphlet. H-how is that safe, though?"
"No clue! It's another mystery of these sexy anthros," she noted, "that when they sit on someone they don't break our bones, but instead flatten us down like an inflatable. It wears off after a while, but can be easily extended if they want... And some humans use it to become clothes for the 'phants to wear, often, well... undergarments."
A blush crossed your face hearing that... and a feeling of concern. "W-wait, they don't wear them out here, do they?"
"They do. Though there's more magic that disguises them as regular clothes to not freak people out. It's the same way lots of anthros go naked here without worrying about children—those parts are hidden."

You couldn't help but feel a bit more amazed by the anthros here, your blush only growing stronger as you take another look around the elephant enclosure... wondering how many of them had people relaxing in their guts, or had them wrapped around their loins in the guise of clothes... The thought of partaking in those felt liberating. "W-well, I suppose I wouldn't mind trying that out."
"Wonderful to hear. Oh! My name's Allison, by the way, and the elephant I live inside is named Geralt. If you want, I could introduce you to him to help you get more comfortable... and give you a house tour."
"I'll consider it, thank you Ms. Allison."

With that in mind, where would you be going...?