Now Jean might have gotten used to his organic prison in a certain way; and being trapped inside Grandis´ stomach didn´t seem like a terrible nightmare anymore. But that certainly did not change the fact that he wanted to get out of here again quickly, no matter what it would take to accomplish his understandable goal. Still, Jean knew that all he could do was sitting down inside Grandis´ stomach and wait. Wait for her to do something interesting, wait for Nadia to come and rescue him (now that´s some case of changed roles...ever heard about the knight in his shining armor rescuing the beautiful princess? Complete opposite here), wait to die, wait to live wait for an absolution which would never come (oops, wrong movie...). And nothing but living, pink and fleshy matter around him, nothing but Grandis´ body working to be heard, nothing but the fear of being trapped inside that woman forever to be felt. No. He would not stay inside her belly forever. Even without Nadia´s help, he would be able to find a way out. He was an inventor, after all, and he possessed intelligence, skill and creativity. Three things that were essential for a possible escape plan. But he wanted to wait for Nadia first. He had to, since there was this feeling inside him that urged him to wait for his lovely rescuer. And he had absolutely no doubts that Nadia would really come and take him back into her arms - or onto her palm, if you will.
So Jean was waiting for something to happen, while he was being forced to watch the somewhat scary movements of Grandis´ stomach walls and to listen to the sounds of her stomach and her body that almost drew him unto madness. He sighed deeply, as being trapped inside someone´s body wasn´t as exciting as he hoped. Well, it certainly was thrilling to be inside Nadia, yes, but now it was just plain boring. He really wanted to explore Grandis´ insides a little further, just out of curiosity, but he let go of that thought. Nadia could have arrived anytime, so it was wiser to stay in the stomach.
Suddenly, he heard strange noises coming from above, from outside Grandis. It sounded as if plates and fork and spoon were being placed onto a table. Jean swallowed hard, realizing what these sounds were and what they were most likely indicating.
"Is she going to...eat something?"
That certainly didn´t sound nice, since Jean knew too well how messy it could get in here once Grandis started eating something. There was still hope that it was going to be just a small snack, though.
Unfortunately, what was about to come was everything but a mere snack. Jean was listening in anticipation to the sounds from above him, coming from Grandis´ mouth. Indeed, he was able to hear everything quite well, thus he was provided with a pretty good appraisal of the situation. The first thing he heard was some strange breathing noise of Grandis as she inhaled and opened her mouth wide, followed by the infamous "Aaaahhhhh" sound of someone opening his or her mouth. It was quite scary, since it sounded like a thunderous storm. This was followed by some squishy noise, indicating that Grandis finally had begun to chew. According to what he could hear, Jean guessed that it was some sort of flesh. There´s no doubt that the climax followed shortly after Grandis had finished chewing. It was the sound Jean had been forced to hear - and actually feel in a certain way - twice in his life. And these two times, he was being nearer to the source of the sound than he could have ever desired. It was the sound of Grandis gulping down the chewed up food down into her gullet. It was amazing as Jean was ultimately able to listen to the the food´s way down Grandis´ esophagus. Jean looked at the tight ring of muscles high above at the ceiling of the stomach, eagerly awaiting the food to enter its final destination. The sound of the food getting forced down the throat was becoming louder and louder the nearer it got to the valve leading to Jean´s current position, and in a matter of seconds, the ring of muscles opened and allowed a pile of goo to fall into Grandis´ incredibly huge stomach. He was lucky as the remnants of the steak fell down onto the soft ground meters away from him, with another squishy noise. Jean was shocked to see that the part of the steak Grandis had swallowed was almost unrecognizable. That woman surely had some sharp teeth, according to how they worked on what was now a pile of goo in front of him.
"Ewh...gross."
He was glad that he had landed inside Grandis´ stomach without getting in contact with her perfect white and deadly teeth. Now he was at least alive inside her stomach, not having suffered the same fate as the steak.
The arrival of the food inside the stomach had also caused another problem for Jean. As her belly recognized that the food had landed inside the large fleshy chamber, Grandis´ stomach unfortunately began to work on the first part of her meal. The stomach walls began to pulsate, building up stomach acids that fell onto the rather small pile of steak, trying to digest it. But not only the stomach walls started to shake violently, but also the ground Jean was standing on was now wobbling heavily, making it difficult for him to hold his balance. As if the shaking wasn´t enough to make Jean´s situation quite uncomfortable, the stomach acids caused an awful stench that penetrated Jean´s sense of smell in a way that brought tears to his eyes and was; and Grandis´ stomach already didn´t exactly had an amazing odor before, to be perfectly frank.
If there´s something worse than staying inside a stomach, then it is staying inside a stomach that´s actually digesting food. The shaking of the ground was getting stronger and stronger as more and more parts of the steak were being pushed into her stomach. Now it really was a nightmare for Jean. Seeing Grandis´ stomach in all its glory, he could not believe that he had actually developed a liking for her insides, as they were now showing their darker side. And as incredible as it might sound, things were getting more complicated for Jean. Since he was concentrating on keeping his balance on the wobbling, slippery ground, he did not notice that another pile of chewed steak was falling through the valve and into the stomach. But this time, it was about to hit Jean! Only seconds before the heavy mushed pile could fall down onto him and crush his tiny body, he looked up in horror to see this disgusting remnant of a steak. Fortunately, he was able to jump out of its way; and this as well as the impact of the pile of goo caused Jean to bounce against a nearby stomach wall with immense power, hitting the soft flesh hard, despite it being so soft. He then fell onto the ground again, with every part of his body being in pain due to this sudden event.
And obviously, Grandis´ did notice this as well, as the valve to her stomach suddenly opened again. Jean saw air being sucked into the large chamber, and he knew what was about to happen: a disgusting belch! Moments later, he could hear the terrible noise of Grandis´ belch, and he could soon smell it in all its glory. Jean had to hold his nose in order to stand the odious stench that accompanied the smell of the digested steak. Of course not only the smell was getting worse, but the shaking of the entire stomach as well, causing Jean to fall onto the ground again.
Outside, Grandis was patting her belly, knowing that something was not wrong in there. It could have been just an upset stomach; at least that´s what she thought. But of course she would have never dreamed of a tiny boy hitting her stomach walls; and so she just thought that she ate too fast or something. It wasn´t even worth noticing. Still, she could drink something in order to settle her stomach, and she was thirsty as well. Or she could have just left it at that at that moment.