Starfire swallows. "It would not be good for me to keep secrets from Robin and my friends. I have done a bad thing, but maybe they can help me."
Starfire pats her huge belly. "Don't worry, criminal! I'm sure my friends will help me find a way to get you out of my stomach before you are digested!"
Starfire takes a moment to determine the direction of Titan Tower, then takes a running start and leaps into the air. However, she's not used to flying with such a heavy load in her stomach. Try as she might she cannot rise above a few feet, and a line of sky-scrapers stands between her and the tower. Starfire lands, panting, beads of sweat rolling slowly down her mountainous stomach.
"Ohhhh!" she groans. "If I can't fly over those buildings, I'll have to take the long way around on foot! That could take an hour or more."
Starfire's stomach squeezes you as her muscles tense up with anxiety. Her hot, wet walls are beginning to leak digestive fluid on you.
Starfire forces a smile and pats her stomach reassuringly. "Please, hold on, little lunch. I'll get you to the tower soon!"
Starfire takes off at a sprint down the side-walk. Her distended stomach shakes and jiggles wildly as she runs. Inside her gullet, you are tossed and jostled about as waves of sour digestive juice wash over you. Your skin tingles, and Starfire's stomach muscles squeeze and massage you to help work her stomach juice into your skin... you are running out of air, and the heat inside her digestive track is intense...
