"I wasn't wanting to digest!" you exclaimed.
"Then you shouldn't have offered to be my dinner!" your teacher responded.
You start struggling and trying to get out of her belly, but all it does is make Ms. Smith moan as she digests your body. You sigh, realizing that you're gonna get digested no matter what. Then you wiggled around, knowing how Ms. Smith liked moving prey. Eventually, you get tired and pass out.