She-Hulk plops down on her bed and burps again. She cradles her huge belly as it sits on top of her, then poke it gently.
"Hey. Robber guy I ate for lunch. You still in there?"
You are dazed from the constant heat and pressure of She-Hulk belly, but still conscious. You wriggle weakly in response.
"You know..." says She-Hulk. "Seeing as how you're gonna be digested pretty soon, want to have a little fun with me? I mean, if you're not still made about me eating and digesting you and all."
