You feel pathetic. You went down without even a hint of a struggle. If you could see Emily’s face (which you clearly can’t from inside of her throat) you would see a smug grin of satisfaction, proud that she had so utterly manipulated you in to this fate.

“Please let me out.” You plead weakly. You know your opportunity has come and gone. Emily quickly stuffs you down her throat with impossible speed and expertise. It seems like a minute ago you were out the door, now you’re already in her stomach. You don’t eat as many men as Em does without being good at it.

“I would let you out,” she says as you descend in to her stomach, “but then what would I have for my date tomorrow.” Her stomach is simply unbearable. The heat and humidity team up to smother you. You can’t breathe and you’re coated in her digestive fluids already. “In fact, I think I should go ahead and give him a call.”

“Emily, come on!” You yell, not knowing if you are asking to be let out or simply for her to quit her taunting.

“Hush.” She says, slapping her gorged belly. “I’m calling him now and unless you want me to do something EXTRA awful to you, there’s only one noise I want to here coming from you.”

“What’s that?” You ask, taking the bait.

PHHTTTBBBBBBBHHHHTTTT. Emily rips a loud fart and a slight titter. You curl up tighter and want to cry.

“Hi.” Emily says in a flirty voice in to the phone. It’s her date for tomorrow.

“I’m having a greaaat day.” She says, moaning with pleasure. “And I’m getting everything ready for our date tomorrow.” You groan in protest to her obvious attempts to rub in her victory.

“Yep, everything’s just starting to brew now.” Emily says, giving her stomach a scintillating squeeze. “It’ll all be nice and fresh for us tomorrow.” Her hand slips beneath her stomach. Is she… pleasuring herself?

“Mmmm… iced tea on the porch on the weekend… can you imagine anything more romantic.” She continues to moan in delight as she fingers herself and chats away with her new boy toy while you continue to swelter in her stomach. In fact, the heat and moisture has gotten intense enough that you’ve begun to lose consciousness…