You slosh around inside the jogger for hours. Her belly walls smother you in damp, sticky liquids constantly and coat the rest of your body in the process. You feebly try punching and kicking at her stomach walls, but it barely even seems to bother her. Climbing back up her throat fails, as you can’t grip her gullet solidly enough and fall every time.
Eventually, the constant gurgling of her belly begins to grow faint and you pass out unconscious. Fortunately, you don’t wake up in time for the horrendous pain of digestion.
The jogger’s ass and breasts are a bit bigger now, thanks to you.
Afterwards, you wake up in your bed, once again. This whole getting eaten thing is really starting to get old. You check your phone to see how much time has passed...
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