Before you know it, she swallows you down, and you race down the tight tube which deposits you into her stomach in seconds. You land in a heap, head first, and curl up slightly. Your right leg is still stuck in the valve you just pushed through, the tightness beginning to make your foot ache.

It’s quiet for a stomach. It’s cool and calm. You could get used to this. The hypnotic voice of your “host” coos happily at the feeling of your body filling her up so nicely, and that makes you feel good. Almost proud.

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