You were forced to the back of the throat, where all too quick, you feel your feet pushing back a squishy texture, and next thing you know her uvula is sliding across your chest, it bonks your chin and you suddenly feel yourself falling into off the precipice and beginning to fall down her gullet with an audible gulp similar to the one you heard as she swallowed the celery earlier before. You slid down the slick surface of the walls of the throat, trying desperately to dig your claws into them to halt your descent into Olivia's gut.
You thought you would never stop sliding when suddenly you dropped down through the air and landed with a splash in some foul swampy substance. You had arrived in Olivia's stomach! The liquid you found yourself in which you knew was her stomach acid was too deep to stand up in. You swam to the surface and began to panic! Could it really over? Were you really going to die inside the stomach of a girl whom you had a crush on? You could already feel your skin starting to feel irritated, like a tingling sensation, and before you could even register what was happening you were scrambling around looking for something to grab onto in this swampy environment.
At one point, you feel your hip bump against something mushy, but solid enough to plant yourself onto. You reach out and feel the object beneath the surface of the stomach acids and follow it up to make sure it could offer you salvation dissolving. The top of the object was out of the acids so you quickly climbed to the top and dropped on your back on its soggy surface. At this point, your eyes had adjusted to the darkness so you turned your head to see what you owed your life to and saw that it was nothing more than a piece of slightly chewed celery! You couldn't believe it, but you certainly accepted it as you finally began to relax.
You stare up at the roof of the stomach and can't register what you're seeing. The interior of Olivia's stomach! She had actually eaten you! This new environment you found yourself in was dark and the air is thick and soupy. The tall, rubbery walls surround you high up in the air and glisten slightly due to the small trace of light that managed to slip in from the esophagus far above you.
Even though you were buried deep inside Olivia's body, you can still hear her at the table chatting with her equally oblivious friends as their muffled voices echoed faintly from outside. You know that if you were to scream for help you'll never be heard through all that chatter. But you give it a try anyways as you rise to your feet, sinking slightly into the mushy celery you stood upon due to your weight. You sucked in as much this thick air as you could and let out the most powerful scream you could possibly muster.
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