A flash of light erupts around you and you clench your eyes shut to ward off the intensity.
Wait... what's happening? Where are you? The last thing you remember was being digested by that beautiful elf.
"I can't believe it worked!" The ringing in your ears was deafening, but you were just able to make out the words of that oh so familiar voice...
You look around as the light fades away and find yourself staring deep into the glowing green eyes of that very same elven woman, now clothed once again. The smile on her face is genuine and friendly. Your legs begin to give out but she catches you before you fall, and you say the only thing that comes to mind. "What happened?"
She frowns. "You don't remember?"
"I think I do," you say, unsure. "It's just that... well, what I remember is..."
"Being eaten?" she finishes. She smiles again. "Oh, you were," she confirms, stepping back and opening her robes. Her bust is noticeably larger than you remember... presumably thanks to the additions you made to it. "I just thought I'd try another experiment," she says. "To see if a resurrection spell would work with a pile of, well..." she trails off.
"Me?"
She nods.
"Something tells me you don't resurrect everyone you eat."
She snaps her fingers and suddenly you're clad in a silk robe, colored red with gold trim. Far more opulent than your previous attire, and even more comfortable. "No. They all threaten me, or try to escape and find help. But you... you were different."
You take a few moments to admire your new attire before replying. "Well, I guess I was, or, am, glad to further the cause of science. But something tells me you don't have my gold."
She looks away, hiding an expression of shame. "I didn't expect you'd be around to collect it. But before you get mad, how about another offer?"
Tentatively you lean in closer, intrigued. "Such as?"
"Be my research assistant." You do a double take. "I like you," she continues. "More than just a piece of food. I usually travel alone but I'm getting tired of that. I can teach you to be like me, and we can research the delicious people of Azeroth together." She sticks out her hand. "What do you say?"
For a moment you think that she'll just pull you into her mouth again, but that doesn't frighten you. You readily take her hand and shake it. "Why not? My name's Vishalei."
"Sedrae," she answers, shaking back. "Now lets go, science waits for no one, after all."
She falls in beside you as you begin to move through the forest. "There are still plenty of crash survivors around for us to 'research,'" you inform her. Over the next few days you find plenty of subjects to feed to her, and in return she keeps her promise and teaches you how to eat like she does. After several weeks and dozens of meals the two of you head to Ashenvale to continue your delicious research with the Night Elves, and live happily ever after.
Congratulations, you made a new friend and survived a stomach!
