You decide that it couldn't hurt to get another bowl of cereal. You don't even feel that full or anything, so you get up and go to grab the box of cereal off the fridge. Just when you get to the fridge, you hear a sound behind you, and turn to see what it was. You don't see anything, but hear what sounds like slight footsteps coming from upstairs. It's definitely footsteps. You're sure. A burglar? This early? I mean, there isn't really a set time for burglary, but still...
After a few moments of hesitation, you grab a kitchen knife and head cautiously head upstairs. As you get to the top of the stairs, you can hear the footsteps clearer. they sound like they're coming from your room. Your first thought is someone has snuck in and is rummaging through your socks or underwear or something. Your bedroom door is closed. You didn't close it when you went downstairs. You are now absolutely sure someone's in your house. You slowly open the door, knife ready to be swung. You walk in and see that multiple drawers in your dresser have been pulled out, and your bathroom has been ransacked. You look around, but don't see anyone. Just then, the door closes behind you. You turn around, but just then, your vision goes dark. "What the hell is going on?!" You think to yourself. It seems the the mysterious girl that blew into town a few days ago has broken into your home, and is beginning to swallow you whole! This dawns on you once you hear the swallows. You freak out and start struggling as hard as you can, trying to get out of this impossible situation. You feel a sharp pain in your side. You've just been punched by the girl. She's trying to get you to stop struggling so much. You don't obey the punch, however and begin struggling more violently. You feel two sharp pains on either side of you. She's just punched you twice. You reluctantly stop struggling and moving about as much, as you don't want to get hit again. Of course, you don't want to get eaten alive either, which shouldn't even be possible, but the girl already has your head and your shoulders in her mouth, so that debunks that whole thing. She tilts her head back, and proceeds to let gravity begin pulling you into her throat, and within a few gulps, she manages to get up to your waist. She tilts her head back to normal in order to take a breath. She has her hands on the bulge that is you, guiding it downwards. She takes another few gulps, and only you socked feet are sticking out of her mouth. She pulls your socks off, and then sucks in your feet, and in one final gulp, sends you plummeting into her steamy, cramped stomach.
You don't have much room to move, but with what little room you have, you start struggling and squirming as hard as you're able in your confined space. You hear a loud BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAP! come from outside. "I'm so sorry about that. You startled me. I didn't...I didn't want to...get caught." you hear the girl say in a muffled voice. She sounds scared. You still can't manage to wrap your head around your current predicament and end up responding with "How did this even happen?! This shouldn't be possible! Let me out of here!" You hear the girl's muffled voice from outside, "I'm...I'm sorry. I...I don't really know how to...let you...out." "WHAT?!" You exclaim upon hearing this. You mentally question whether the girl's stomach could actually digest you, as you are a full grown woman in her 20's. That should be above the human stomach capacity, right? You proceed to ask your living prison, "Can you...are you gonna...digest me?". "Um...Yes, I'm afraid so...I'm so, so sorry. If I could let you out, I would, but the way I was...nevermind." The girl says, sounding remorseful for what she has done. The reality of your situation sets in. You realize that you are going to be digested! You begin pleading with the girl. "Please, you gotta do something! I don't wanna die! I gotta be at work in about 15 minutes! Please! Take some antacids or something!" You feel a slight press from outside the fleshy walls. The girl has placed her hand on her now bulging gut. "Even if I did take some antacids, I don't think it would matter too much, and there'd still be the fact that you'd still be stuck in there, and would probably suffocate if nothing else. I'm so sorry." She says. "Well, you could always cut me out-" The girl stops you there, and with her next words, sounds abit displeased. "No! That is out of the question! I don't want to cut myself open or anything like that! I would die!" You reluctantly accept your new temporary place in this girl's steamy gut, and decide to introduce yourself. "My name is Alice Mack. what's yours?" You feel kinda weird trying to get friendly with the person who will end up being your gravesite, but there's not much else you can do. best to try and befriend her before getting digested, right? "People just call me Dawn." the girl responds. You can't help but ask how she was able to even eat you in the first place, since that shouldn't be possible for humans to do.
She says that she's abit of an experiment, and that she technically belongs to Avalon Genetics. Of course! Only they could be capable of creating something like this girl. maybe they mixed snake genes with hers, and that lead to you being one of her unwilling meals. You hear her say that she's started feeling tired, and asks if it's okay for her to use your bed. You won't be using it anymore. You say it's no problem, and she thanks you, then you feel the world around you shift and move as your captor waddles her way over to your bed and flops down on it. Within seconds, she's out like a light. Her stomach begins kicking into high gear and pumping acids in. They don't hurt at first, and just itch a little. After a few minutes, the itching turns to burning and stinging, and you start to lose consciousness from the increasing pain. You never awaken. Dawn, however, wakes up a few hours later, and immediately has to go to the bathroom. She runs into your bathroom and plops down on the toilet, and begins grunting, her intestines pushing your remains down and out of her anus. They land in the toilet in medium sized logs. She then wipes, flushes, and leaves your house, with you never to be heard from again and nobody but her knowing just what happened to you. Your family and friends are devastated by your disappearance. The police organizes a state-wide search for you. Little do they know, you are floating in the sewers in little, brown, logs.
You have been DIGESTED.
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