Jason thought for sure that Rachel would wake up if he moved around enough on her tongue. This was not the case, her point she told him before about being a deep sleeper, truly was coming into play in his situation. As he moved faster and harder while squirming back and forth over her tongue, it started to undulate, making him lose his grip on it and sending he sliding down to the back of her throat. He caught himself just before his feet touched her throat. After doing so, sound echoed in her mouth, as she started to speak, "Mmm what a nice snack, so salty....yum, I do like salty treats." Her steady breathing continued, though there was a instance of a small point where she partially snored. She then moaned and "Mmm" sound as he started moving again on her tongue.
Jason now realized that his movements weren't waking her. She had been talking in her sleep, and her comments were caused most likely from his taste on her tongue, which caused her to start dreaming about eating a salty snack. His thoughts were reinforced when she spoke again, "Mmm, what is this tasty treat, it's like a salty piece of bread-stick. Mmm, I love bread-sticks....down you go little piece of bread-stick." Jason couldn't hold on when Rachel flicked her tongue back in her sleep. His legs slipped into her throat and triggered her swallowing reflex, and she swallowed hard several times, as that was what was occurring in her dream.
There was nothing Jason could do to stop from traveling down her throat and then sliding slowly into her stomach. As she was laying down asleep, the hole that was the entrance to her stomach was indentation in the wall to his side. He tried to pry it open in an attempt to try to crawl back up, but it was shut tight. His eyes adjusted to the darkness, and all he could see was darkened pinkish brown walls looking slightly moist and the ground was slightly moist as well, making a light squishing noise as he walked around. If there was acid in her stomach, there wasn't enough to form pools large enough to digest him, but that was clearly the case because he was the only thing in her stomach, as she had decided to take a nap before getting lunch.
He moved about, jumping and and banging against the stomach walls. He knew he had to get her to feel him and wake up. He hoped he could finally get through her deep slumber. He laughed nervously to himself as a thought came to him. If he didn't wake her, he'd end up as a snack for the sleeping beauty. In that sense, he was the prince that got close to her lips, and instead of giving a kiss to wake her, he accidentally fell into her mouth and she ate him in her sleep. If he didn't wake her, Rachel would unknowingly be his end.
What happened next?
