You were tossed maniacally around the mouth, being covered with saliva at every turn. Suddenly, you feel an intense force pull you backward as you are tilted towards the gaping hole that is Mike's throat. You held on desperately to any glob of nacho you could, but it was in vain.
"HEEEELP ME MIIIIIIIKE!!!!! DON"T SWALLOW ME!!!" He couldn't hear you. You are swallowed whole and alive with the nachos.
Outside, Thomas watched Mike's eyes grow wide and quickly shut as he tilted his head back and, in a mighty gulp, took the nachos down his throat. Thomas smirked as he saw the bulge sludge down the throat in a slick, wet swallow. After the lump of food finished undulating his neck and descended behind his chest, Mike let out a lengthy sigh, smiling at his food victory. He crowned a snide smirk and looked down at his six pack. "Bon appetite." He lifted his head back up and licked his lips hungrily.
"I must say, you handled that like a pro." said Thomas in partial disbelief.
Mike looked as if he was about to speak but suddenly stopped and held his bare stomach. A slight gurgle could be heard before Mike let out an exaggerated belch.
"Ahhhh...anyway, we should probably find my cousin and figure out what the deal with these amulets are. He sucked his mouth a few times to try to get all the leftover taste. Something definitely felt weird about those nachos though. Mike and Thomas started walking, but not long before another groan escaped his midsection and he stopped to clutch it.
"You alright man?"
"Yeah, but something in those nachos are not agreeing with me."
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