"I can't believe it, I'm really inside her...YES!!!!!!" Gary shouted. He tried to throw his arms in the air, but quickly received a shooting pain within both of them as they quickly smacked into the tight membrane of the stomach. Even as he rubbed his sore limbs though, the pain didn't matter. All Gary was able to do was smile as he became the happiest guy ever to be eaten.

All around him, the lining of the fleshy sack lightly embraced his body, which made the tight embrace become more confortable as Gary took it all in. He couldn't move much, but if he just fidgeted, he'd hear Didi either giggle or moan as she found out just how sensitive her tummy was. Such sounds kept Gary as hard as a diamond, but since he could barely move, he just took in the solitude of Didi's belly. She was all around him, and yet he was all by himself, completely isolated from evil landlords, gay guys who wanted him, or any problems in the world. It was all so calming, so soothing, so...sizzling?

"Huh? AAH!" Any joy Gary felt from vore quickly vanished as he came face to face with a rather important detail he had completely forgotten about. The sounds made it clear, but within the somehow visible insides of the stomach, he was able to witness his clothes dissolving away into nothing. Within seconds, his shirt fell off, now just simply ribbons with the remains of the Batman Logo on it. HE WAS BEING DIGESTED!

"Gary?! What is wrong?!" Didi suddenly spoke up. All of a sudden her friend had started screaming inside her and his enjoyable movements had turned into panic induced thrashes. She watched her fat gut jiggle and shake violently, and Didi let out a much louder belch then before "BUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP!!!" Although gratified that Gary was still somehow getting air, Didi was embarassed by her own gas and naturally wanted to know what Gary's problem was.

"I'M BEING DIGESTED!!!!!" that made things a lot more clear. Through his pathetic struggles, Gary could see that his pants and even his underwear were quickly disappearing, and their soupy remains were drained into Didi's bowels. This was it, he thought, the end. He had lived out his life long fantasy and now he was going to die.

Just as Didi started to get as worried as he did though, Gary reminded himself something. At least he would go out knowing that vore was possible. Gary tried to ration that he had experienced something no one ever would again, and now only wished he could have at least gone out when he was no longer a virgin. Perhaps that was asking too much though, and as he heard Didi sob outside and wrap her arms around her belly, begging him for forgiveness, Gary just closed his eyes and....nothing.

"WHAT?!" yeah, in yet another bizarre turn of events, Gary's clothes had dissolved, but now he wasn't. He could feel the gastric juices on his skin, but there was no burning or even irritation of his skin. He was...fine.

"Gary? You are alright?!" spoke an overjoyed Didi, who embraced her fat tummy to give Gary a hug. As his would organic tomb now choked him, Gary gasped for air when it was over and suddenly felt his head reeling over how THIS was now possible "Yeah, but this makes no sense. If my clothes were digested, why not me? I mean sure it's not that I wanted to be digested, but what sense does that make? I mean I've read one or two Vore stories where digestion is not an issue, but there's always some Deux Ex Machinas device or something-"

"I'm back!" suddenly, Gary's bedroom door was kicked open, and both he and Didi recognized that voice. Zii had returned, and from what Didi saw, she was carrying a giant stack of DVDs "Sorry it took me so long Gary. You wouldn't believe how huge the Vore section at the Fetish store is. Or maybe you would..."

"What the?..." As Zii peeked around the stack she had in her arms with a rather mischevious grin, she witnessed a sight that she never tired of, Didi naked. What she was doing sitting on Gary's bed, and for that matter what happened to Gary Zii had no idea, until the blonde's expanded middle groaned a bit, forcing her once more to belch. This time though, something actually came up as a destroyed pair of underwear, covered in saliva and other fluids hit the ground right at Zii's feet. She responded thustly:

"JACKPOT!"