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As the pill approached Ayaka's mouth, time seemed to slow. My heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst from my chest. The world outside my capsule was a distorted blur, dominated by Ayaka's immense face. Her lips parted, revealing the dark cavern of her mouth. My stomach clenched as the enormous teeth, glistening with saliva, loomed closer. I was consumed by a primal fear I had never known before.

A sudden jolt accompanied the pill being deposited onto Ayaka's tongue, a slick, undulating surface that felt alive beneath me. I was rocked back and forth as Ayaka’s tongue played with me momentarily, her gigantic throat visible at the far end, a dark tunnel ready to swallow me whole.

Tumbling within the confines of the capsule, I felt the pill roll across her tongue, each movement filling me with dread of what was to come. Suddenly, I was pressed against the roof of her mouth before being pushed between her molars. The abrupt jolts rattling my brain. The teeth clamped down on the pill, and I heard a faint, terrifying creaking.

Panic surged as I realized the capsule might break and crush me. But then her tongue pushed me towards the back of her throat, and with a powerful, almost casual motion, Ayaka swallowed. I plunged downwards, encased in a tight, muscular grip that propelled the pill through the throat. I was turned upside down and sideways, ragdolling helplessly inside my casing. I struggled to keep calm, knowing that panic would only make things worse.

The descent was swift and terrifying, my orientation constantly shifting. The suffocating heat intensified, and I could feel the pulsations of her body surrounding me. Her heartbeat, breathing, and the rhythmic gurgling of her digestive system growing louder and more oppressive. I was trapped, helpless, descending into a living tunnel that showed no mercy.

The pill finally popped into her stomach. For a fleeting moment, I was airborne, weightless in the stomach’s humid atmosphere. Then, with a sickening splash, I slammed down into a pool of half-digested food and acids. The jarring impact sent painful shockwaves through my body.

As I came to, I was surrounded by a thick, acidic fluid. Any sensation of smell was faint through the capsule walls, but I could perceive a lingering hint of bile that seeped through. The stomach churned, mixing its contents, and I bobbed helplessly in the along. I struggled to maintain my bearings in the chaotic environment, knowing that my fate was now completely out of my hands.

But as the minutes passed, my fears began to ebb away. My worries seemed unfounded as the walls of the capsule held strong. I was finally able to relax and take in the surreal reality of my surroundings. I had been swallowed alive by my former student in exchange for money, all because she was unhappy with her body and believed in some alternative medicine mumbo jumbo.

Every movement Ayaka made reverberated through the walls of her stomach. Each shift in posture and step she took sent ripples through the acidic fluid, jostling me within the confines of the pill. I could hear the muffled sounds of her footsteps, accompanied by the distant hum of her casual laughter alongside another's.

The stark contrast between her mundane activities and my otherworldly predicament struck me with a surreal intensity. It was a stark reminder that while Ayaka continued with her daily life, I was a passenger in her stomach, utterly at the mercy of her body.

As I continued to float peacefully in the stomach, I noticed the faint putrid smell growing stronger around me. Suddenly, without warning, a hot, slimy drip splattered onto my shoulder. I looked up in horror to see a hole forming in my capsule.

Acids dripping off the stomach roof was dissolving the pill that had been keeping me safe. Mortifying terror gripped me as I comprehended the imminent danger. The realization that this could kill me struck like a bolt of lightning, paralyzing me momentarily with the starkness of my predicament.

Desperation seized me as I futilely cried out for help into the void of Ayaka's stomach, my voice swallowed by the gurgling darkness. I clung frantically on the dissolving pill, feeling the searing acid drip through and eat away at my protective suit, exposing my skin to its burning touch. Panic surged through me as tears blurred my vision, the pain intensifying with each passing second.

My grip turned my knuckles white, my mind racing with the horrifying realization that Ayaka had planned on digesting me alive for the sake of my looks. The acids were relentless, and as my suit continued to disintegrate, the likelihood of an excruciatingly painful death loomed ever closer, leaving me terrified of what the next moment might bring.

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