Cassidy felt like she was being crushed.

She heard a soft thump as her entry point closed behind her feet, and knew that her fate was in her mother’s hands now. There would be no escape without her consent.

The birth canal squeezed and began sucking her further away from her point of entrance. She felt the urge to struggle, but fought it down.

After a few minutes, she was pushed into a fleshy chamber. Unlike the stomach she’d been in earlier, this place was dry and cool, pleasantly so. The walls, floor, and ceiling throbbed gently, slightly shrinking and expanding rythmically. The sound of a heartbeat permeated the ambiance of her mother’s body; the breathing, the sound of blood running through veins, and the gurgles of the stomach located nearby.

Cassidy smiled. This was a huge improvement, that much was clear.

She heard a low growl, and her mother giggled. “I guess without you in my stomach,” she heard her say, “I’m getting really hungry.”

“I guess so,” Cassidy replied, her voice muffled.