By: vormon

You can tell from Michelle's arrogance and undeniable talents that she's no novice to Vore High, and while you don't think the chances are good of surviving an entire class, you hope that maybe she'll go easy on you if you cooperate. Not very likely, but neither is you escaping.

You breathe shallowly, trying to conserve what little rancid air you have. Surprisingly, Michelle makes no effort to deprive you of your air, which makes you think that there's a chance she actually might let you survive the class after all. Michelle stops, then you hear Michelle say something, there's a pause where you assume someone else responds, and Michelle says something and starts moving again, only to stop. From the scraping sound, it seems she's pulling out a chair, then you slosh about again as she sits down. You don't think you're doing too badly, as far as survival goes, while you're feeling the burn from the acids you still seem to have air.

You hear Michelle whispering, and you realize that she's talking to you. "It's going to get a little bit cramped there in a minute.". You fear that means she's going to start digesting you in earnest, but what actually happens is much worse.

You hear some strange sounds, are thrown around a bit, then see a light, which you quickly realize is the way out. Before you can take advantage of this, however, a pair of hands clogs the gap, and the next thing you know some girl is slithering in. It hurts as she is shoved violently against you on her journey in, then Michelle's stomach contracts to leave you even less space. You and the girl are being shoved together, and it's definitely too close for comfort.

"Michelle! Someone's already in here!" the girl complains. You're shocked at her waste of air, but a new hope rises in you that perhaps Michelle and the girl are friends, Michelle will eventually free the girl, and you might escape in the same way. This hope does not last.

"Is she still *burp* around?" Michelle says, expelling your air, "You could learn a thing or two from her, although I hope you don't because I plan to let both of you out tonight." she paused, then added "Through my butt.".

Lisa struggled, but she didn't get anywhere and it was fairly painful for you. You would have grappled her just to stop her careless flailing around, but the days when you had strength to do that are long gone. It was bad enough that you had to be digested, but it was much worse that you had company.

As the day went on, Michelle's powerful belly mashed you and Lisa together, and sent you on your way. The thick mess that used to be you (and Lisa) did score a minor victory in briefly clogging Michelle's intestines, but by the next day the toilet had claimed you both.