"Hehe, oh, that's just my stomach working on you."
"WHAT?! IVY, I TRUSTED YOU!!" You scream, thrashing around as she lied down on her belly, making a glurk sound as she did, shifting around to hit more spots to make it again, forcing you to the side, crushing you with her weight and restricting you from breathing. She pats you in a way that said 'give up, I've already won'
"I have to say, thanks for this, I needed it." And you eventually passed out to the lack of oxygen the sound of her happy gut churning away at you.
