You can't think of much to say I mean your in a Woman's stomach a soft and intimate place where Ms Brown likely finished off dozens of other men. You can't think of much but decide to show your still alive and move into a more comfortable position and decide to sleep till Morning the big pay day you hoped so anyway.

Ms Brown began stroking the dome of her Stomach content that she had such a willing and well behaved meal and would be sad that by Tommorow you would be gone her Stomach had yet to fail in Digesting anyone she smiled a little and turned off the TV before rolling onto her side and under the covers Goodnight my little Morsel.

During the Night Lillian's stomach begins to kick up again proceeding with the Digestive process it attempts to grind down what it assumes is a soft and nutritious meal but finds alot of resistance and continues to try and digest it's meal but in the end nothing happens it appears to be indigestible and so the digestive process slows down and ultimatley stops.

That Morning

Lillian was first to awake she yawned and saw that her stomach hadnt shrunken much puzzled she put her ear against her stomach and asked hey wake up in there your still in there arent you? A moment or two passed and she had her answer