You wake to find yourself lying in what seems to be a typical college dorm room. Inhabited by male or males apparently. At least there are a number of indecent pictures on the walls. [Some boy might try to claim that since most of the girls on campus go around in little or nothing, these pictures might be innocent, but you can tell the difference. For that matter, the simple fact they are on a boy's wall condemns them.] The room may also be a little sloppier than a girl's but you did know a few girls who never picked up anything.
But now you are awake enough to notice some other facts that should have been apparent earlier. You are in a cage, large enough to let you lie flat, but not near high enough to start to stand. It is also a quite sturdy one that you doubt you can break out of. You start to look closer, but now you realize your feet are wet... Looking back over your shoulder, you realize a brunette, a rather attractive one, has swallowed your feet and is starting on your calves. "Hey! Stop that!" But your demand is ignored, as are your efforts to get free. Not that you had really expected different. You have enjoyed several unwilling meals and none of them had managed to struggle their way free. Still, you have had a better grip than this lass does, and you have to do something...
Maybe without the cage, you might even succeed, but the cage confines your movement and you know all too well that you can't stop her from devouring you. Still, you have to try. "Let me go! I'll do anything!..." But you have had other girls beg you for mercy and you know all too well that you taste way too good to listen to any appeal. Your trim calves vanish and she starts work on tender thighs. You flail back, trying to hit her, but you can barely reach her, and she effectively is behind you. She has all the advantages in this fight, but what else can you do?
But it is as futile as you had expected. Before she has consumed enough of you to get within range of your fists, she has grabbed your wrists and holds them against your flanks as she continues to swallow. Soon your hands are effectively tied and you are helpless to prevent your consumption. You can only rage and wiggle uselessly.
You are furious and relieved that at least she is not violating your private spaces, and then you are furious and pleased that she is. Her tongue is licking your most sensitive spot and your excitement is increasing rapidly. Soon you are shuttering with emotion, and then failing to suppress a moan of pleasure as she devours your hips. Then her lips are around your waist and rapidly rising. Your bountiful breasts are soon under attack, and becoming swollen with excitement. You feel your nipples harden, but then you are overcome by a wave of ecstasy. You also "suffer" a lesser explosion of joy as the last bit of your mounds vanish into her maw. [You of course are quite indignant that she is making you enjoy being consumed.] But the best/worst is still ahead. As she starts to swallow your head, you burst forth with a cry of pure joy and faint in pure pleasure.
You are not out for long, but you are fully in her belly when you wake. She is patting her belly, and you, "Delicious, and I don't get much chance to eat in here." your violators says approvingly, "But maybe now I will. What's your name? Or should I just call you breakfast?"
"Gia" you answer reluctantly, "But shouldn't we be trying to figure out how to escape?" [You would rather curse her out for eating you, but you have to escape here, and quickly. Best to suppress your fury,]
"What's the point?" she answers, "As soon as we are digested, we will appear right back here again, and we will be swallowed pretty fast. We might as well relax and enjoy it. I'm Sharon by the way."
"But what if we drink a potion that lets us reform somewhere else?"
"Don't be silly, that's..." Sharon starts to answer, and then pauses, "...You know, that might actually work. Certainly worth trying anyway, at least once you have reformed. Got any idea for how to escape?"