Hours passed as you sat and digested in the nurse's rounded middle, oblivious to the outside world. Eventually, you wake again to find you're still shrouded in darkness, curled up in a warm, fleshy prison. She DID digest you right? or did someone swallow again already? Voices could be heard outside, somewhat difficult to make out in your groggy state but the more awake you become, the clearer they are. You shift about to get comfortable, whimpering a bit at the constraining space.

"Oh...looks like she's finally awake. Talk to you later." Your world began to shift as whoever was carrying you around started walking, tossing you a bit with every motion.

"Wh...where am I? Did I get eaten again?" A soft giggle came from outside as a hand could be felt stroking over your form through the flesh that held you in place.

"No no no...I thought I'd pick another place for you to reform in honey. I liked carrying you around so much while I was digesting you, I decided to just move you to another 'room'. Yer in my womb sweetie. Comfy in there?" You shift again, making her coo softly in delight, finding the pucker of the only exit under you. The more you explore the sphencter, the more the nurse moaned and caressed her belly.

"Can you let me out now? I'd like to get to my dorm."