You don't like it but it's the only way you can think to survive. Taking a deep breath, you dive underneath the pool of stomach acids and desperately search around for the entrance to the intestines. You swim around for about 15 seconds, about to run out of there when suddenly, there! The entrance. You dive down and squeeze your little head into the hole, the rest of your body soon following suit. You flop into the slightly dryer area and plop goes your body, coming to rest on some soft, squishy flesh. Your soft fur was slightly soaked with stomach liquids and you take a look around you. In front of you is a tunnel about four times your size, the walls curving around and made of flesh churning around with the movements of Luxray. Behind you was the entrance to the stomach, a small opening tightly shut just barely dripping out some liquids.
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