OK, time to gather up the comics, and the Playboy too. [Sonja finds it distasteful to touch, but she will be Jason soon, she hopes, and he will be wanting it.] Then out of the house and...
And what? Sonja realizes she doesn't know where Larry lives. Well, he can't live too far from her home, and she should be able to find a main drag and find the way. But it is not going to be a short journey.
And that could be a serious problem. She will be a lone girl on her own for a long time. All it will take is one hungry male on the way... For the normal lass, that would be no more than an annoyance, and maybe even a fun break in the day. But if Sonja is right about her clothing, she could just end up trapped with some strange male eating her every few hours, somebody not nearly as nice as Larry... He could just take her clothing home and how would she ever escape? Or if he left them, and they got scattered somehow, she would end up naked on the street, and that would result in an endless cycle of being eaten by random strangers.
Of course, Anne might eventually rescue her, but at times it seems like the whole town is just oblivious to the most obvious things. Sonja can't be sure Anne will even realize she needs help.

No it would seem she can't risk immediate escape. She has to prepare some...

"Here still? Ah, I'm going to get fat off you, and you are much too delicious to resist."

"Thanks, but I just realized I don't know your address, or how to get to your place. Can you supply that information?"

Larry can, and does. Then he supplies himself with a snack. Once again, Sonja finds herself getting her clothing off as Larry swallows her head and gulps his way down her lovely frame. And once again her rosy breasts start to burn with emotional heat as she welcomes his tongue licking her mounds. And once again her climax wonderfully knocks her out.
This time he lingers on her needy center and Sonja loses track of the number of times she comes. It is not too many, not at all, tho staying awake to enjoy it is quite another matter. Sonja is disappointed to wake and find her legs are following the rest of her into Larry's stomach. Happily, the journey is sensous and Sonja gets a final gasping explosion that leaves her barely about to mutter her thanks.

"I'm the one who is supposed to say 'Thank you'." Larry reminds her. "And I do. You are making me quite happy."

That reminder is disturbing to Sonja. She is finding being eaten entirely too pleasant. Is this normal? [Is anything that involves Anne normal?] Will she be able to make it home any time soon? These, and other questions keep her busy as she digests yet again.