“Cindy? OK, you devoured me, but I’m afraid you’re going to digest me”, I called out. She laughed heartily, which shook me up inside of her. I was also a bit dizzy, as I was probably in an upside down position.
“Well, let me see if I can get you out again, without, shall we say, going through channels?” She laughed again, shaking me again.
Then, her stomach started squeezing me, in a pattern I couldn’t determine, except it seemed to be rolling up from her hips, from over my head to my toes, with an occasional sideways lurch. I felt like I was slowly being turned upright.
I must have been turned upright, as her heartbeat sounded nearer to my ears. Then, the rolling motion I had been feeling pressing in on me suddenly came on again, only now it was forcing me upwards. I was again in a tight space, but the motion was most definitely upwards. Was I in her throat?