Emily smiles as the rustling sound turns out to be a teenage boy. He looks at Emily with curiosity and wariness.

"You come from Varna's hut," the boy says, "do you worship her as well?"

"No," Emily says, "why do you ask?"

"I worship her," the boy says, "I have come seeking to enter her sacred stomach."

"Why would you want to be eaten by her," Emily asks.

"The quickest path to enlightenment is through Varna's sacred stomach," the boy says, "I must be eaten by her."

"I hate to tell you this," Emily says, "but I ate her."

"If you ate Varna," the boy says in astonishment, "then your stomach is now sacred. Please, Sacred One, eat me. Send me to enlightenment."

"Are you sure you want me to eat you," Emily asks, "if I do, I'm going to digest you."

"Nothing would make me happier, Sacred One," the boy says, "I wish you to send me to enlightenment through your stomach."

"Very well," Emily says, "I'll be happy to enlighten you."

The boy kneels as Emily steps up to him. He recites a prayer in another language, while Emily stuffs his head into her mouth. Emily swallows as hard as she can, sucking the boy down from head to toe in one swift move. The boy creates a boy-shaped lump that travels down her throat, and finally bulges her belly out. Emily waddles back to Varna's hut and lays down on the bed. She is asleep in an instant, as her stomach churns away at the boy.

Emily wakes up some time later, and looks down at her belly. It is no longer perfectly flat. Now Emily has a slight bulge just below her navel, indicating that she is now the equivalent to four months pregnant with you.

"Five more to go, Emily," you say, "Let's get cracking."

"No problem," Emily says.

Emily hears a noise outside. She steps out of the hut and greets...