The first surprise was that the stomach acids started attacking you immediately when you settled in in Nancy’s stomach. Her body was apparently in as much of a hurry to exterminate you as she was. The second surprise though was when you didn’t feel anything… at first.
The acids seemed to do nothing to your skin and the lotion has protected you. Put then the acid gets in your eye. You hiss as you feel your eyeball burn, worse than you’ve ever felt before. You blink, trying to get the acid out, but more only pours in, until you shut your eyes as tightly as you can. Rachel didn’t put anything on your eyes, so you’re going to have to protect them.
Then the burning moves into your ears. The acid is entering your body through the orifices. You immediately shut your mouth as well and use your fingers to plug your ears. Still, the acid that is already in your ears and eyes burns away at you, making it feel like your skull is on fire. You’re so distracted by the burning on some of your most sensitive skin areas that you’ve not thought about where else you need to be covering.
The acid seeps in to your lower body, and you feel the burn first on the inside before you feel where it’s coming from. It’s coming up through your ass. It’s coming in through your penis slit. You instantly feel your urinary tract and colon catch on fire. At this point self preservation goes out the window and you shriek out in agony. Your shriek is cut short, however, by a rush of acid coming in through your mouth and destroying your throat and vocal chords. You will make no more noise as you thrash about wildly hoping for the pain to somehow subside. It will not, as acid eventually seeps in from everywhere and begins to rip apart your insides.

“Oh my God!” Rachel exclaims as she hears your shortened, shrill cry of pain. She sets down the video camera and runs over to Nancy who stands there proudly, rubbing her stomach, encouraging the digestion.
“Whoops.” Nancy says with a bit of a maniacal giggle.
“Nancy…” Rachel says realizing her mistake. “We forgot to give him something to protect his insides.”
“Oh well,” Nancy says, a big grin on her face. “Live and learn, I guess.”
“But we should get him out of there…” Rachel says, somehow crushed by the injustice of it. She’s all for eating boys, but this just seemed particularly cruel.
“It took Thelma Edison 1,000 tries to make a working lightbulb.” Nancy says, consoling her while still relishing her stomach’s victory over you. “Next time we’ll find a way that works.” Rachel pouts a bit before going back to the camera.
“But hopefully not.” Nancy says with a mischievous grin.