You can't give up! You thrash your arms and leg against the fleshy prison but to no avail. She rides the orgasms you give her and caresses and rubs you through her stomach, which burns like hell.

"Is that really the best you can struggle? I'm disappointed, I didn't think you'd be this weak!" Jess taunts, giggling at the slight handprints you make against her belly. You can feel yourself weaken in the lack of oxygen but you're desperate. You try to straighten yourself out and actually feel yourself pushing up her throat! You just may be able to escape! You claw with your hands and push upward... just a few more inches and you'll be able to reach out of her mouth...

She laughs, and rubs her hand down her throat, forcing you back into submission in her stomach. "You're all mine, just some food for me. Ya know, I probably won't even remember you after a few days? Now isn't that just so sad." Jess pouts, mocking you in your last moments. She can feel you slowing and weakening, and you finally come to a halt. Your form is already melting away into her. You just died in her stomach, and she couldn't be more pleased.

"Well that was fun. I guess we get out of class early!" Jess says, as she gets up, picks up her bag, and walks out the door with her hips swaying victoriously.