You lay back and relax. The girl in your stomach continues her futile struggle, crying and pleading for someone to save her. You find some sadistic pleasure in her suffering, as her screams lull you to sleep.
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You feel a sudden burning sensation, awaking you from your slumber. Everything is dark, and you find yourself unable to move. "What is this!? Where am I!?" you shout in a confused frustration as you try your best to move in this constricting space.
*ZZZzzzzzz*
"Snoring?"
*Zzzz*
"H.....have I been EATEN!?"
This revelation brings forth a call to action. You push against the squishy walls of your prison, trying as hard as you can find some opening to squeeze through. Any way of escaping your imminent doom.
