Cassidy squirmed about within her mother, trying to escape by any means she could, but to no avail.

She knew she was supposed to be inside here, but what if she was accidentally digested?! An idea occured to her…

“Mommy?” she asked, getting up against the walls of her prison.

“Yes, dear?” her mother’s voice boomed.

Cassidy winced. She’d forgotten how close the vocal cords were… “Wouldn’t your womb be a better place?” she asked timidly.

Jessy considered this. She didn’t have to regress her age… In fact, by default being unbirthed had no ill effects. In all respects, it was safer, and more accustomed to carrying people.

She smiled. “I think so,” she responded. “Lemme cough you up.” She laiddown on her belly, using her arms to prevent herself from crushing her daughter. She began hacking loudly, feeling a lump move up her troat, until…

THUD! Cassidy fell out of her mouth, covered in saliva. “Eugh,” she said. “I smell awful.”