The girl smiles at you.

Suddenly, you’re airborne- tossed high by your would-be prisoner. You look down and see her light-skinned face upturned, blue hair standing in sharp contrast with the surroundings. She opens her mouth as you descend, and everything goes dark. You shoot down her throat without requiring any swallowing effort on her part and land with a sickly “thuck” in her stomach. You hear her speaking and realize she’s addressing you.

“You’re about to discover that the nurse’s little reforming potion can be selectively ignored by a skilled mage. I gave you more of a chance than most, and now you’ve put me in a very bad mood. Say goodbye!”

At your current size, you are quickly digested.