She began to grab all the coins and collect them into a nice big pile and saw probably twenty dollars of all different increments of currency. She remembered as a child she had accidentally swallowed a quarter and got so worried that something bad would happen to her but nothing ever happened. As she recalled the distance memory she absently brought one of the dimes up to her lips and set it between her teeth. The cool metallic taste penetrating her taste buds. Something interesting crossed her mind “it didn’t bother me the first time, a small dime wouldn’t be a problem”. She thought about to a moment and brought the dime fully into her mouth. The metallic taste reminding her it isn’t food. She didn’t care though it excited her. She leaned her head back and allowed the dime to travel back to her open throat. Fully expecting herself to change her mind. Suddenly a quick slide and it hit the point of no return and dropped down the back of her throat. She coughed at the unexpected swallow and a chill of regret ran through her but she could deny her pounding heart giving her the excitement she craved for the day. Looking down at the pile she picked up a nickel and contemplated again but before she knew it was already in her mouth sliding back to her throat as well. GULP. 15 cents sat in her stomach as she though about what she did. Her stomach moaned still from hunger though and she saw the pile of coins sitting in front of her. “It can’t be that bad.” She though as she picked up a stack of different coins and set them on her tongue. She chuckled when she thought herself a piggy bank as she withdrew her tongue into her mouth and allowed the stack to slide one at a time down her throat. She loved the feeling of each different size makin go their deposit into her stomach and grabbed another handful before she even finished swallowing the ones she had. Another stack in her mouth and down her throat, much quicker this time. She continued grabbing stack after stack and allowing them to fall down into her hungry belly. Before long she had reached the end of the pile with an old half dollar coin she had saved for a coin collection she never bothered on starting. It was twice the size of the quarter and intimidating in its girth but the weight made her want to feel it inside her stomach. “Nowhere safer than my belly she thought” as she pushed the half dollar into her mouth and brought it right to the back of her throat. She pushed the coin way back into her throat and felt it expand to the length of the coin until it slipped away from the edge of her finger and fell down her throat. Feeling it slide all the way down and empty into her stomach and hearing a faint clash is at strikes the other twenty dollars of coins that now laid in her stomach. She placed her hand on her stomach that hid its contents well and now felt full and gave it a light shake. It sounded like a full coin purse rattling around. Satisfied with the weight I her meal she looked at what still laid down in front of her
