You come to in time to notice that the car is once again hanging far above the ground. Mercedes has it locked in a vice grip, dangling a few inches before her face. She's wearing a look of pure sadism; one that sends shivers down your spine.
"Looks like you lose, doc'. Hope your ready to get the full tour!" she taunts, laughing all the while.
Mercedes's mouth opens wide, her gaping maw exposing the full set of her pearly whites that you've worked for years to keep tidy. She gradually lowers you in, not wanting to rush the pleasure of devouring her disobedient doctor. The car lands on her tongue softly and you immediately notice a distinct change in the atmosphere. Cool summer air has been replaced with the hot, humidness of her mouth.
You have little time to think on this, though, as Mercedes lips pinch together, plunging you into darkness. Her tongue rocks back and forth, sending the car flying into the right set of teeth. You gasp in terror as her humungous molars slam down into the hood of the car, easily smashing the engine into a flat piece of metal.
"This shouldn't be happening," you think, "even if it's shrunken, her teeth can't smash an engine block. Did it weaken the composition?"
Again your thoughts are interrupted as Merceds takes another chomp, pulverizing the back end of her sports car. Not wanting to be chewed to pieces, you go for the door, only to find that the damage to the front seemed to have bended the frame, making escape impossible. You slam against the glass, but you're too weak to shatter it.
As you go to slam against it another time, your escape is interrupted as the car is pulled back towards her throat. You hear the sound of her uvula scraped against the roof as you are sucked down by her powerful esophagus. Though it was somewhat dark in her closed mouth, you are sent into complete blackness as you are pulled into the tight wet tube.
You eventually come to a stop in her stomach, landing in the disgusting pool of acid. Though you can't see, the smell tips you off. It's a dark, dangerous chamber of death. At this point, all you can hope is that the car proves to be stronger against stomach acid then it does against teeth.
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