As you slide into the soft, wet chamber that is the secretary's stomach, you find that it's VERY comfortable indeed. You smile softly, stroking and massaging the inside walls for a moment. Then, deciding not to risk digestion, you call out.

"Miss? Can you cough me up now?"

The secretary laughs. "You fool. I never WAS going to let such a delicious snack go free...I hope you enjoy digestion, my lovely..."

All you can do is writhe in horror as your cozy prison becomes a deadly tomb of flesh. Your only hope is that somehow, you'll survive the waves of deadly acid that will soon be covering you...