"No thanks. I would rather by meals stay digested," you say as you pull yourself to your feet. "Besides, that potion looks like it tastes terrible."

The nurse tilts her blond head at you. "Oh. Well, then..." She takes the vial and drinks the whole thing in one gulp for no apparent reason. Continuing, she steps toward you and unbuttons a few things, letting her nurse's uniform drop to the ground and revealing the stunning unclothed body beneath. You barely have time to look at it, though, before she grabs you and thrusts her head into your mouth. You reflexively swallow in shock, taking in the woman up to her shoulders. As your tongue runs over her skin, you realize she tastes absolutely delicious. You barely have time to savor her, though, because she quickly slides down into your stomach.

"Wow." You look down at your bulged middle, feeling the nurse wriggling around inside as you sit down on the table you appeared on. "But why did you do that? I didn't take the potion."

You hear what sounds like a muffled giggling from your belly. "Actually... Once you take a dose of the potion the body won't absorb any more, so the potion you were supposed to take is just sitting in my stomach. When you start to digest me, it'll get absorbed into your system."

You look down. "So you tricked me into taking it anyway."

"Do you mind?"

"No, the swallowing was worth it."

You lay back on the table. "So how long will it take for me to digest you?"

"I'd say you can manage it a few hours. Why don't you take a nap?" Thinking her advice rather a good idea, you close your eyes and nod off.

When you wake back, you stomach has visibility shrunk to pretty much its original size. You feel a tingling going thrown your body from the potion she tricked you into digesting. You get up from the table and almost as soon as you do the nurse appears apparently out of nowhere, naked as she was when you swallowed her. Getting up, she walks over to where she dropped her clothes and slips back into them.

"I enjoyed that, actually." She looks over you. "I have a preposition for you. I need someone to help me with something I'm working on. Would you be interested?"

You don't see any harm in at least hearing about it. "Sure. What is it you have in mind?"

"I'm working on an indigestibility potion with some of the teachers. Of course, it isn't permanent; it'll only last for a while; a day or two at most."

You look at her. "So you want me to..."

"Try it out; see if it works. You don't mind being swallowed, do you?"

You think back to being in secretary's stomach: it was the warmest, most comfortable place you've ever been in your life. "No, I kind of enjoyed it. What exactly do you want me to do?"

"We''ll just have to see how long it takes until the potion wears off and you get digested."

The idea sounds rather good to you, getting to spend all that time in pleasant warmth and darkness... She hands you a new vial full of some red liquid, which you sip quickly, noticing it doesn't have much of a taste.

So now you're supposedly indigestible. What does the nurse have in mind now?