Roaline shrugs, thinking she must be hearing things, and wanders off up to her dorm. Her roommate had been Mysti, but now... Well she didn't want to think about that.
Insider her stomach, you had been calling out to her, but her sudden lurch upwards had knocked you back into the pool of her digestive fluids.
You had just about clambered back to your feet and wiped off most of the irritating goop when the world shook around you again and you tumbled back into it. Rosaline's simple act of walking up the stairs to her room utterly thwarting your attempts to communicate with her before her body digested you.
You could already feel your skin melting, the constant spreading weakness and numbness in your limbs warning you of your impending fate.
Rosaline settled down in her bed thinking about the conversation. She wasn't vore capable herself, but that didn't mean she could't manage to swallow a shrunken person if she decided to. What would it feel like, having a tiny person digesting away inside of me? she pondered, rubbing at the spot where her stomach is located, listening to the gurgle that resonated through it.
Suddenly she found herself flushing, the thought triggering a feint arousal in her loins. She glanced about, flushing in embarrassment, but it was only her in the room.
Well, as there's nobody here to judge me... she thought, and lowered her hand to her crotch and started to rub, thinking of cute boys and beautiful music. Decidedly not masturbating to the thought of melting down a living person inside of her.
Of course, her movements and soft moans perfectly masked the very real sounds of distress from her belly as you were mercilessly digested inside her undulating, pleasure wracked body.
