Alternate Chapter 14: The Outside In
  "Jase, do you believe we have a problem here," Crick said as Jenna felt him kneading the side of her belly.
 Jase peered down Jenna's gullet and looked back up at him smiling, "We would be good starting again with those other ones from the cafeteria there."
 "That's why I suggested such a play!" Crick scolded with a merr.
 "Yeah, sure. Then maybe either way we go to it...," Jase responded with an edge of a growl.
 "Well, we'll think of something. Now, Jenna, we're going to do this by subjects now. While I'm sure you want us to plug you full of pure food, you'd appreciate if we went lightly about it. The professor has a great amount, and this gives me more ideas," Crick said.
 Jenna well didn't care by now and had the resignation to let anything happen. Her minor hope of any intervention being brought forth dimming by the minute. She felt her belly swimming with a whirling pile of constituents literally moving now and then, even her womb felt quaky again as she considered what she still had inside herself.
 "More from the cafeteria, bring on the pies and cakes, this is Jenna's pivotal moment. And our gilted champion wants to eat it all. It's her dream, and she's bound to be too full to talk anyways," Crick announced and the Bear and Lynx went away. She saw them without the illusion and could see back farther to the opposite end of the conveyor belt to the metal racks of cakes and pies. She shuddered as she saw it, a seven layer wedding cake, complete with a staircase set and the bride and groom figurines sitting atop that. Her stomach swam again with the multitude of sensations of what jagged and smoothness already pitted snuggly against her insides. She didn't tense up but let the pies fall when they started.
 The effect on her total consumption to that point didn't meet until twenty pies later, she could feel the pies and pans plunk making her stomach lightly shudder with the impact, then thicker pies started inside and the muffled clonk and crinkle clonk of the pies and pans. They made a significant clank as they went down, starting to feel small in the weight until the new sensation of a net of large round cool circles was up along her sides. The cakes then started falling in, set upon thicker plates of metal and they fell and firmly settled inside shuddering her insides.
 "Don't worry Jenna, I don't want any glass exploding, so no glass plates holding these cakes up. Except for an item we found which you might want to try. Your insatiable self may want to take the risk but I do not. So far, only the cakes but when we get to the last one, you would appreciate us personally waiting on you," Crick explained coming up to the side of her head. He ended up giving a few paws on her elongated belly. Then she felt a few pushes from a larger part of him, she guessed was his foot.
 The cakes had continued each adding weight on top of the other and began weighing her stomach toward the ground, not even giving her a taste through the tube. She shook herself out of the thought, half remembering she didn't want to even think of the situation like that. Then she saw the edges of something large ascending the conveyor belt and closed her eyes.
"Hey Jenna, no cheating, open your eyes, you wanted this soo much you are going to have it. We were surprised to this well-crafted piece here. They must have been preparing this in the Culinary wing. Oh well, enjoy, as it looks scrumptious enough for the bloated fat queen you are," Crick spoke moving toward her with Jase at the other side, the both of them holding another three layers of cakes in their hands and Crick holding the pole in his other hand. The effect of the cake upsetting inside was a heavy rattle and a slight lurch. Then a thick minimal flop. Crick tossed his three layer tier of cake up into the tube. Jase came up beside the tube, and she saw the mountain of cake still poking forth.
 Jase stood for a moment and at length lifted and pushed the pole inside of it. Jenna didn't feel much but the rattling of the slicking items of cake and plastic. Then a few big heavy plops that trembled her belly in a few light quakes and Crick was looking underneath her. His prodding poking feet and paws were up against her stretched belly pushing objects around. Her belly as a whole she felt was very weighted and swayed slowly heavily jiggly.
 "Wow, so much heavier than it was before. Jase, come and sample this," Crick's voice wavered from below her.
 She felt the big bear's fuzziness push up and wedge himself more or less underneath her belly. The objects on the side shifted places moving their round jaggedness toward the other side. He continued to edge a few more inches rattling her inside hard enough that Jenna heard an audible clinking from inside.
 He ultimately growled, "It's getting too close to the ground for me to get even underneath it, Crick. And yow it is heavy. I'm going back out."
 "Oh Jase, your spoiling the fun so much. Jenna's not going to be enthusiastic about this and neither am I. Try to be good about this," Crick responded but Jenna felt him moving back on out with Jase squeezing out the other side.
 "Well, either way, bring over those other objects we missed. Then the other few portions for the next league of the entertainment," Crick continued.
 Jase went away and rather than returning on the same side he met Crick at the far end and handed him a few objects and they came walking up with smiles and smirks. Jenna saw the corners of some rounded objects when they came back up. Crick finally stopped before her and spoke jovially, "We forgot a few objects from before. Since you like guessing games, have a go."
 "Flashlight," Jenna grunted as best as she could out of the tube.
 "Well, that sounds wrong, first we have two golf balls... aaaaaannnnnd a bowling ball," Crick said gradually and first deposited two white golf balls inside clanking the whole length of the tube and ricocheting off of the exposed contents in her stomach as she felt it. He set the bowling ball just on the edge of the tube and it dropped quickly. When it first entered her stomach Jenna cringed and then felt it hit the near middle of her stomach pushing many round edgy items down slightly until their settled position, slightly lower.
 "And," Jase started to say and Jenna had not watched him but meanwhile he had tapped a huge metal keg of beer. They both then took hold of it and tipped it up over the side of the now still conveyor belt and down into the tube. She felt the warmth chorus through her stomach once it hit there, heating her body gradually and settling into the pit of her stomach with the water already there. It provided a slight warm soothing against the weight but not much. Then the conveyor belt started up again and Jenna looked further down and saw Crick passing a large object across his back. She saw it have metal orbs inserted into the underside of it's wide head. She could lightly hear the sound of a light metal clanking, and suddenly a large cardboard box of rattling objects was ascending the conveyor belt.
 When it upset, Jenna caught a glimpse of the similar rattling objects which Crick was rubbing across his back. Then her tube was vibrating down into her throat and then her stomach was lightly quaking, continuously vibrating. It did slightly help the tension which was inside her but at the same time, it rattled all the points poking insider her stomach meeting at all ends until it felt a small writhing mass inside was continuously shaking. Her stomach kept vibrating continuously, slightly less than what she remembered the Walkie talkie doing to her when it was once functioning inside her but more drawn out now.
Crick came up with the object which was inside her, and placed it to the side of her neck. She recognized it now. A massager. He put the vibrator on top of her back, providing thankful place he came with his other paw behind his back, she saw as well. He then came back and introduced it. She felt herself gulping in surprise against the tube when she recognized it. It was a crystal ball or some glass globe, as large as a basketball.
 "You seemed to love the bowling balls. Then I thought, why our royalty suspended here might like to be engorged with another type of ball. You'll be happy to know, you're quite full to the point your belly is close to the ground. Let's hope these complete that transition. But before this, we're going to introduced other surprises," Crick zealously mewed at her and put the ball into the tube, where it ribbb bonked quickly drooping down and hit off of something inside and settled at the far end creating a cool round jut into her stomach.
 Jenna heard a clonking from the far end and Jase was bringing up a bag of golf clubs. Jenna groaned at this because of their shape and Crick responded looking at Jase until he came and handing him the bag, "Yeeeeaaahhh, golf clubs. I had the notion you would want to complete the ensemble. I'm sorry the conveyor belt could not be used but these are a little trickier."
 Crick and Jase each took a golf club and drop it cleanly into the tube, whereas they clonked on down and struck the front part of Jenna's belly making a quick protrusion but hesitated clattering up against some of the other shapes of rounds and edges inside and stopped. Crick was on his tip foot-paws, looking down inside.
 “Would you be able to acquire the pole Jase? What? Don't tell me you left it over there?! You big dim wit. I told you to place it near the conveyor belt in case we needed it,” Crick relayed but ended up exploding at Jase suddenly.
 The bear went sulkily away and returned with the five foot pole. Crick snatched it from Jase and introduced it into the tube, swaying it around knocking smooth to semi-smooth rounded and then edged objects in the process, swaying Jenna's belly more than she expected. Her womb swayed more than it usually did and she was aware that it was beginning to ache more but thankfully her udders were not so much a position to ache, even though she was sure they were filling up again.
The golf club was then knocked away, forcefully enough that it banked up against her stomach side on her right, swaying her lightly and making a quick thin jut from inside and outside feeling on that place. Crick and Jase didn't seem to know and started putting the remaining golf clubs in the bag straight inside, the whole mess made a big ribbing racket on the way down inside the tube. Then they all became stuck in the tube, where Jenna could feel was almost the whole way down. Crick moved the pole inside and around knocking the whole of the blockage out and heavily thudding down toward the front of Jenna's stomach. The weight pulled her down more and felt a long and heavy uneven shaped weight resting against the inside of her belly.
Jase had ducked down and Jenna saw him looking straight toward her belly. He stood up when the bag of clubs had rested themselves inside Jenna.
 “Wow, that was very definite,” Jase remarked, causing Crick to look.
 He disappeared below her a few lengths and she felt him pushing at the spot the clubs rested on, and she felt the clubs actively moving now. The sensation was very odd and was totally out of her control. She could only stare straight ahead at the odd wonder of the feeling. The entire mass in her stomach was loosely but firmly in place. Crick continued to push and poke at the golf club bag until it was pushed further back into her stomach a short distance, but enough that she could still feel it.
 “You will appreciate us completing yet another set of the ensemble to your collection inside your ugly gut, Jenna.” Crick resounded as he got back up at length. Jase and him went away to the far end of the conveyor belt and beyond, farther than she could see. They both came back bearing blue tubs of what Jenna finally saw as white bowling pins. She sighed through the tube, resigning herself and shifting in her tight bounds, looking down. Her ears perked up as she heard an echo of grinding metal of the gymnasium doors.
 She started to look back up when the boom and clunker of Crick's tub of bowling pins hit the floor, with one pin hopping out onto the shiny gymnasium floor to spin around. Jenna couldn't see but she suddenly heard a new airier voice resound through the gymnasium, “Hey guys, I didn't expect you here. Hey Crick, what are you doing up this late. Wow... what is all this. Is this having to do with the play, I hope. I didn't think you were the one for plays Crick.”
 Jenna could feel a new spur of exhilaration crash through her resignation, but glad as she was it was someone else, she could only wiggle slightly and moan through her tube. She was bent on getting out of there finally. Her hope rose even greater by the second as the perplexed look on Jase shone forth. The person came into view and she saw it as old Mr. Murle. He was her professor of Biology and Chemistry.
 “Whoa, what was that. This is anamatronic... umm no... wow let me see it. You are a genius Crick. You said it was going to be Jenna right? I was hoping you would at least tested this out first. Here I am giving you the keys and combination to the safes to get the more volatile chemicals. You could at least have told me how it's progressing. Ah oh well, let me see it,” Murle said.
 Jenna had an exact reversal of hope, the shock welling through her mind. He... one of her professors was in on it?! She almost felt like bawling out in surprise and shame. She wouldn't have thought him out of all people. He was one of the nicest professors she had had. He wasn't afraid to tutor her. Tutor her? She winced, apparently that wasn't all he was doing given the new situation.
 Jenna saw out of the corner of her eye Crick talking to Jase who was warily looking at Murle. Then the bear's eyes seemed to calm out. Crick then turned to Jenna and spoke with his renewed merriment, "Jenna, you will excuse the sudden intrusion. Here is my inspiration and mentor, my benefactor, if you will. I got some of my ingredients off the Internet but for some of the shall we say, select chemical ingredients, there's Mr. Murle to thank for this. That and the keys to the select areas of the campus for scientific reasons."
 "For that, we agreed on a payment, Jenna, and Crick had expressed leaving this till last, so I could act as a differing character witness when this was all done with. Therefore, I would very much like to take my place inside you. I've had a secret fascination with Hippos and even to the point of being eaten by them. As you may or may not be able to guess, I haven't had a willing or restrained one to participate with. Moreover, I will be a welcome addition to your belly I hope. Crick and Jase, if you will please," Murle explained.
 "I will most certainly oblige with the utmost pleasure," Crick responded.
 Crick and Jase hoisted the old rat cleanly into the tube. Then with a ribbling racket, and a renewed pressure of new weight, he disappeared quickly down it and added to a warm oblong new spot into her stomach.
 "Oh you just wait now. Your done! Through! You're going to get kicked out and put right in Jail! Don't think you're going to get away! I've seen who you are!" Murle's voice echoed up the tube.
 "Wow, he doesn't sound that bad," Jase remarked.
  Aheela and Firefly, after the many upsets, had wandered around and had ended up back where they started. Shane quieted down and cried himself to sleep sometime ago well before the new bowling ball had made it's way in. Aheela had been good at quieting him down. They had settled down talking about what they could do when they heard Murle plop down into Jenna's stomach from above. They heard him yelling and he came back over and went from thoroughly bemused and wry smiling to a look of genuine shock and surprise.
 "Aheela... Aheela Surefoot, why are you here. What, Firefly, now... wait a minute," Murle spoke mostly through his teeth looking from one to the other and then he landed on Shane.
 "It serves you right. You twisted old timer. You've adopted Crick like he was a son or something, whatever way you want to look at it," Firefly expressed.
 "Mr. Murle, what are you talking about?" Aheela found herself saying uneasily. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.
 "If I would have known..." Murle started throwing up his hands.
 "You would have what? Yeah right, you are just as bad as Crick. You'll get what you deserve on this, quite nice and packaged," Firefly said.
 Murle didn't hear much of what Firefly had said. His mind was all the more bent on how different he felt now and how he needed to stop it now. Whatever the consequence, he had never thought Aheela, Firefly, and that hippo-cow child would get involved, "He put that toddler in, that's going a little too far. Crick's not going to get away with this now. I'm just glad he didn't get anyone else in here somehow."
 "Oh there's one more of us in here too. He squeezed Lapis right up inside her kunt into her womb, okay! Now don't you feel all proud of yourself," Firefly exploded.
 "Now, people, could you desist in that useless protocol. Jenna's getting anxious out here. We don't want that do we. I mean anything could happen you know," Crick's voice announced through the tube.
 "That's it. Crick is a reckless inexperienced arrogant creature. I'll see if I can get him to help me back out. I hope I can, or I have no idea how to retreat back outside this way," Murle remarked and trudged through the murk nearly slipping on a few golf balls and bowling balls. He mounted the bowling pin and golf club pile up near the tube sticking into Jenna's stomach.
 "Crick, I forgot something. Can I possibly get back up to get it?" Murle calmly called up the tube.
 "What did you forget?" Crick's voice came lightly back down.
 "It's my camcorder and the tapes. They were in a bag in my office..." Murle responded and a palm sized object smacked him cleanly on the head and he felt his vision cloud over, but not totally. He dodged back jerkily as a stream of camcorder disk media came tumbling down. Then a green duffel back came ribbing down the tube and set itself there.
 "There you go Mr. Murle. I hope you do appreciate this gesture we are giving you," Crick's voice came silkily down the tube.
 "Crick, really, I need to get back out rather quick," Murle called back up more shakily than before after he had stared at what had tumbled down the tube.
 "So interested to get back up here so soon, I wouldn't have expected you to express that, after hearing you talk repeatedly about being inside her. Maybe you should take residence inside for a while. You can get out later with the rest of them," Crick's voice came offhandedly down the tube.
 Murle returned with his head down looking at the contents and downed about the situation.
"The options we have are to continue on down into Jenna, but they would assuredly see us. The other option is to wait for Leoi or Stan. They'll most likely be here to see why I didn't meet back with them," Murle related at length folding his arms.
 "Leoi! Did you say Leoi?" Aheela perked up with peaked interest.
 "Who's Leoi?" Firefly asked.
 "Campus Security," Aheela responded with a wide smile.
 "Oh wow! That' the best news we've heard in here all night," Firefly joined now with a small smile herself although she was a little more solemn at once considering how she would be implicated in all of this. Oh well, as long as Crick and Jase got caught she was fine with that.
 "The thing is, it's about early morning, the sun's probably just started to come up. Crick and Jase will likely notice and leave," Murle expressed shaking his head and sighing.
 Then, just as he did a wooden paddle ribbed down into Jenna stomach within view and settled toward the front, followed by several more of them. The later ones rocked off each other and slightly into the sides of Jenna's stomach. Crick spoke after a moment, "I thought you could make use of the paddles."
 They exchanged a glance at each other until suddenly another ribbing sound echoed loudly through the tube and they saw a hose jutted itself just outside of the end of the tube. After another moment, the hose started squirting water inside to join the remnants of the previous pool of water. It kicked up a foamy mesh toward the front that evened out as it rippled lightly toward them.
 "Oh no. They're going to do this again," Aheela exclaimed.
  Leoi stood at the cross-sidewalk portion of the yard between the Library and parking lot again, waiting for Murle. He had been waiting there for almost fifteen minutes. The rat professor didn't show up and this wasn't like him. He was usually on call when he needed something or when he was needed just the same.
 He looked off toward the route of the tire tracks as they went around the trees and nearly touching the the roots of the trees, in around Leslie Lambert Hall Student Center and ended up at the gymnasium. He saw the lights streaming through the glass windowed top of it. A thought crossed him, more of an instinct. He thought on this for a few moments and decided with a shrug, he should check it out. It was his duty after all. He started down into the yard at a leisure pace and glanced back over toward Garamond Lecture Hall and toward the auditorium. He looked back over there and noted the lights were still out. They didn't go back there after all, or they were there but were hiding.
 Stan's voice crackled over his walkie-talkie just as he was near Leslie Hall Student Center, "Nothing unusual over here. How about you Leoi?"
 Leoi stopped and pressed in his microphone clip talk button on his shirt, leaning his head toward it, "Checking the Gymnasium. Murle hasn't been back yet."
 "Ok roger, be back in the area in a bit," Stan's voice came back.
 John's voice broke in, "Yeah, no contact, bravo team will meet you at x 13 y 42."
 "You need to get out more," Brit's voice came in and they continued the conversation on from there.
 Leoi didn't listen to the remainder of it as he had rounded the corner of the student center and thought he heard a distant buzz. He thought it was an a/c unit somewhere, but as he got closer he heard some broken instances of talking emitting from the gymnasium, still low. As he was mounting the sidewalk, he heard a more defined speech, and then a very low muffled watery rerrr sound that continued on with no additional sound. The skunk was right at the door and he put his paw on it and pushed it right open.
  Jenna felt her insides starting to expand filling with the coolness of the water. They had just started a few moments ago when Jenna felt her ears perked up at a new metal scraping and low squeaking sound of a gymnasium door. They left the water running and it kept pushing out at her stomach and already she felt new floating objects batting the sides of her stomach again. She couldn't see who it was but Crick and Jase were right in front of her, the remainder of two boxes, of the crystal globes and pieces of wood at their feet. They were poised in a way Jenna wanted to think they were going to move in different directions, she figured they knew.
 Then a clean clear voice came echoing through the doors, "I don't know what you two are doing, but this night stick right here says you stop it right now!"
 Crick and Jase didn't move and at length the voice expressed again, getting closer, "Two lumps if you make me ask you twice."
 Jenna saw a uniformed person which black and bits of white fur in a stripe pass by her left side and push Jase out of the way and he said looking right at Jenna, "What's this?"
 Jenna started to talk but remembered she couldn't. The sound was more like a gurgled sound. She moved her barely movable body, and felt a scraping along her tummy that tickled her. She realized abruptly that her belly darted along the ground. She felt uneasy, then intrigued, and blinked her eyes. Leoi's reaction was of stark dumbfoundedness. He moved closer and glanced down the tube. Jenna tried to moan out but suddenly his whole self went up and forward into the tube. He caught his arms on the side of the tube preventing his way in, but after a few moments he gave way and was launched roughly ribbing through the tube, down into her stomach with a rocking splash that made waves inside of her she could feel rocking her stomach and its contents glip glop back and forth.
 "That's not good Crick, not good at all," Jase broke in immediately.
 "I have the situation under the utmost control, if you could only understand it. We have but to finish up here with the last two boxes," Crick returned back, as calm as ever, his voice full of the same merriment.
  Leoi splashed down and smarted against a rough object, and came back up to the surface with a gasp, hitting a soft wet ceiling. He coughed and shivered at the cold water. He looked around and was startled by the pale pink of the ceiling and all around the vast small circular wavering edifice. The water was upset and caused waves from the walls to meet at and splash in the center and continue again to the wall, repeating the cycle.
 He waited for the tide to subside and planted his feet down onto the floor of Jenna's stomach, and lost his footing on something soft. Through the clouded wavery water he wasn't sure of what he saw until the floating golf balls, a few pieces of , and a rat on a wind up toy drifted by his head. The water was up above his waist and he tried to move along and the next moment splashed down into the water as he stepped inside a drop down into rough objects.
  Jenna felt all of this with interest, each step he took was a scrunch of her belly into the floor. She tickled each time and her belly muscles would hardly react to let her wince each time this happened. Then, she felt a slight upset which felt like something flipped inside her, then a small bit of wavery movement, and her stomach settled again. She felt every movement of anything inside her stomach as it banked smacking against the floor now.
 Leoi continued onward wading through the objects. He stopped when he saw rats and a fish swim by. He saw toward the bottom a slight pile of metallic objects. He slid on this and almost fell into the water again. When he recovered he saw others were there with him and recognized Aheela and Murle right away along with Firefly holding a baby hippo-cow. He walked right toward them as they looked at him in strict attention.
 "Leoi, I hope you have a bundle of good news," Murle said flatly.
 "No, I got dumped down here, the same as you," Leoi said rubbing his face. He grabbed at the side of his pocket expecting to find his mike but clutched his empty shirt pocket.
 "Then what are we supposed to do. Oh no!" Aheela started to say when there was a ribbling sound and the squirting hose was returned to they're area.
 "No wait, where did it go," Leoi said clutching at his belt but didn't find anything there.
 "Where did what go?" Firefly asked shifting Shane slowly in her arms.
 "My Radio Walkie-talkie. It won't stand water very long. We need to find it now,"
 "Oh! I'm so stupid," Aheela exclaimed trudging right over to Leoi and looking around with him.
Leoi hesitated a moment smiling and glanced around. They all went about trudging around looking as best as they could into the water. Leoi started to move about more anxiously, his own fervor starting to dwindle. He suddenly came across some small gray long box and reaching down almost diving for it with the rising water, he grabbed it and brought it back up and gasped. The walkie talkie he had grasped in his hand was detached and broken. He let his arm and hand droop as he stared disconnected at it. If this was it then, it couldn't be, it didn't have the Microphone extension that clipped into his shirt pocket, unless that was lost somehow.
 Then they started rocking forward and back in the water, foiling their search considerably.
Jenna saw this as Crick and Jase pushing her back and forth considerably from either side. The contents rocked, but most specifically the water, glomping along the wall of her stomach.
Jase remarked, "Wow, so much bigger than before. That sounds so neat."
 Crick remarked, "Yes, all the watery goodness inside of you Jenna. I take it you'll agree."
 Yes I will, Jenna found herself saying in her mind. She stared straight ahead. Could it be she did like this after all? She closed her eyes and groaned. It couldn't be? Then she felt it all moving back and forth, the objects shuffling in the water as they pawed her pushing her one way and then another. The feelings had now started to become more comfortable, and not sudden to her anymore. She was used to it, she admitted to herself and at the same time she felt her body go limp. This was enough to cause her filling stomach to push fully against the floor and startle her once more again at that realization she wasn't all gone for it. She heard something internal and thought it was her stomach that agreed.
 Lapis was all the less for this, she was more resigned than Jenna was. She had tried repeatedly to move the objects from Jenna's womb around her but they wouldn't move since the whole of them plugged it up before. She had lost the comforter and could do nothing but shiver. Then she discovered it was slowly becoming warmer. She could also hear the sloshing of the water with her ears up against the wall of Jenna's womb. Something would prod her from inside sometime. Then she heard a nearly audible internal rumble.
 "I found it!!" Firefly exclaimed again half swimming and bobbing toward Leoi.
 He took it with a renewed vigor. Then he anxiously started to fumble with it and finally got the bulk of it in one hand and the microphone in another. He pressed the talk button in and spoke trying to keep his calm, "We have a situation here. Someone's hurt. Could someone call the local please? I repeat, we have a situation here. Call the city police."
 Leoi strained his ears listening for any sign of activity at the other end. The channel on the speaker of the walkie-talkie droned on in a buzz whirrrr. Leoi saw that the others had stopped and were listening with him. Leoi turned back to the walkie-talkie and listened. A few moments passed and he felt himself drooping the walkie-talkie on bordering disappointment that it must be broken or they think it was a joke. They knew better than this though.
 The Walkie-talkie suddenly crackled to life with Johns voice, "You're not kidding? Okay, who's the victim, what's the details? I'll be the closest one to the phone."
 "Do you want me to come by and help?" Stan's voice echoed after Johns faded.
 "Yes, but don't approach the victim. It's Jenna I think. You'll see what I mean when you get to the gymnasium. She..." Leoi replied and stopped at how he was going to explain this when suddenly a serious jolt ran through the water and surrounding belly of Jenna.
 Crick had stopped rocking Jenna when he heard the second exclamation, and Jase soon after. Crick then had retired to the front of the tube and had been listening, and had Jase go away from him. The water soon stopped rerring through the hose after that. Jenna felt more more situated on the ground now. The water had well planted her belly on the floor rolling it out a little further per few seconds when it was running. He then went suddenly over to Jenna's side and threw himself against it. Jenna felt this rather forcefully but with the combined water now, it was very cushioned and the action didn't feel very hard. Crick returned to her front and yelled down the tube.
 "You are spoiling our fun. Relinquish that Walkie-Talkie to me right now," Crick shouted down the tube. His shouts were followed by loud muffled sounds from inside.
 Jenna had focused on the walkie-talkie portion of the conversation, and that made her wake up considerably from resignation. There was another end of hope. She didn't mind it much now, she was actually more comfortable than before. She felt a flurry of suddenly internal sloshing and then something jut in against the front of her stomach. Then Crick drew her attention back as he looked at Jase who was beside him, "Turn the water back on."
 There was the rerring sound again but when it reached the inside of the tube, there was a clonking. Jenna felt something dancing around in the tube in her throat. The hose then shot out, covering her with water and Crick in the process. Then he went down after but soon his voice exclaimed, "Turn it off!"
 There was an end to the rerring and Crick came back to the opening of the tube, "Give me the walkie-talkie now!"
 Leoi was meanwhile talking with Stan, "Yes, turn of the water to the whole campus if you have to. The hose is going rampant over here, I can't turn it off."
 "Yeah, I have Yavonne standing right next to me, he's running off to get it. The hoses are connected closer to the main lines," Brit's voice came over the Walkie-talkie.
 "This isn't over, we cam still shoot it from up here," Crick merred down the tube. Jenna saw him put the hose just right into the tube and raise his hand toward Jase.
 Jenna waited for the rerr but it didn't come at length. Jase came running into view, "I think we'd better get outta' here. There' nothing happening."
 "I can see that. And no, we're not going to. Maybe you should go inside and get the walkie-talkie from them and call this off," Crick snapped.
 Jase stared at the tube, "I don't think i'd fit."
 Crick exploded, "Don't think you could fit?! Remove the tube first, you stupid bear!"
 Jase and Crick removed the tube quickly and more forcefully than Jenna would have liked as she felt the ribs scrape against her throat quickly. Jase came toward her and put himself in her mouth, but as soon as he got up to his shoulders he stopped and squirmed flailing his big arms.
 "What's wrong!?" Crick exclaimed pulling him backward and he pushed back at Jenna's snout.
 He popped out and gasped, "It's a little hard to breathe."
 Crick glanced from Jase to Jenna probably about the first time Jenna saw him look disconnected. He snapped out of that quickly and said, "Then help me advance inside, Jase. I'll get in and try to deter them and then we'll get somewhere other than here."
 Jase helped the furry Lynx up and down into Jenna's mouth. She tasted the fur and felt her throat starting to ease up to accommodate his size. Then, he slide down a few meters putting pressure on all sides of her throat up until his waist, past his tail and to his legs and he was gone splashing down rocking her stomach. She felt him settle with indentations and protrusions toward the front of her. Jase suddenly came back to look down Jenna's throat. She suddenly felt a flurry of glomping activity in her stomach that set her very much on edge.
 Jenna suddenly heard the trail edge of, "Help me! Help me back out!"
 Just before that, Jenna heard several trailing edges of voices and a squeak of the Gymnasium doors and a deep voice call from there, "Just stop right there!"
 "What are you doing? Do something, urrrgh now they got me, you dumbass," Crick's voice carried through her mouth. Jenna suffered a shiver at the idea of a voice other than her own doing what Crick's voice just did.
 "I think we're done now, Crick," Jase said solemnly and Jenna heard the sound of distant sirens.
 Jenna woke up abruptly with a gasp. Her reflexes from jolting out of her sleep caused her to thrust her paws into the air. She stared at where she pawed as her eyes came into focus. She soon realized she was back in her apartment. Safe and sound? She sit up looking strictly around her room. She had been having these sudden lapses in her sleep ever since her time with Crick six weeks ago. Her stomach growled and she wrapped her arms around her belly holding them there for a moment. She didn't feel hungry and she had had enough in there already. Her stomach growled again and she rolled over and reached under her bed for the box of cupcakes. She sniffed one when she got it out and devoured it cleanly.