All I could do was sit on the inside of my girlfriends contracting stomach, trying to convince myself it was all a dream, nothing more. Sadly, this was not the case.

“So, how do you want to be digested? Slow and painful, or quick and easy?” My girlfriends voice had broken my train of thought. “I would prefer neither, if that’s an option.” I said with no real hope of escaping. I had been in her stomach for a little over an hour now, and had already began to feel the effects of her stomach acids. “I’m afraid not, my tasty little meal. I think I like the feeling of you in there, squirming around. It’s quite nice.” I could tell by the way she spoke, she was beginning to fall asleep. “Wait! Don’t fall asleep! Let’s make a deal.” I said, becoming nervous. “I’ll do anything!” “Hmm…” She said beginning to think. “Anything?”