You tumble off the edge of the spoon held above his tongue and fall straight onto the squishy surface. The tongue pressed you up against the spoon as the boy licks off the morsel of oatmeal, pulling you and his breakfast past his lips. “Mmm, mmm!” The boy makes happy noises, sucking on you as the oatmeal comes apart and coats you in a sweet sticky residue. It seems you’ve gone undetected as the boy pushes you and the goop towards the back of his throat, never the wiser he’s about to swallow a person. You panic, fighting against the restricting oatmeal and persistent tongue to get away from the dark chasm eager to get you in its clutches and send you on a one way trip to the stomach you can distantly hear gurgling.
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