Julianna continues to scream and shout for help for several more minutes before giving up. Rebecca just laughs, "See? No-one cares about me eating you. You're second class, just like every boy in the school, you're here ot keep people like us, ME, fed, and you're doing your job. Shouldn't you be happy?" Her sardistic tone makes Julianna want to scream, but she knows that there's no point, best to save her energy and hope to survive digestion. A vain hope...

Rebecca's powerful stomach muscels and strong acids quickly set to work on her, softening the skin initally before begining to melt and digest it. The struggles weaken as the shape that once outlined Julianna begins to disappear, much like the girl herself, becomming rounder and rounder. After a few more minutes the shape faids and Julianna is little more then i nutritious soup, Rebecca lets out a triumphent burp.

"Again, you're no more thne food for the taking. Bet your friends will laugh when they see you, or cry, i really don't care..." She then falls asleep in the room, letting he stomach finish its work.