"Great," you say as you start to climb the floss, "Hopefully she'll wake up soon.
You reach her teeth, but you loss you hand hold and foot hold, and you tumble down. "AAH!" you yell as you fall. Unlike the first time, you slide against the roof of her mouth and become lodged in her throat. You panick for several seconds, but the unthinkable happens. You are pulled down into her throat when she unconsiously gags. You are forced down her long, muscular esophagus, and you end up in her stomach. It is a churning, smelly cavern where the remains of her lunch are being digested.
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