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Chapter #9

She thinks you're lying

    by: mysta Author IconMail Icon
"Bah, that's just what an assailant would say!" Came Bethany's voice from above you "Well, 'Valerie, if that's even your real name, I hope you enjoy your stay in my gut. But you probably won't... No matter, you'll get to leave through my rear eventually!"

The belly gurgles ominously around you and the horsegirl jiggles it merrily, jostling you about inside as hot acids begin to seep from the walls.

"Ahhh!" You protest as the burning acids eat through your meager clothing "Please believe me, I wasn't trying to attack you! Let me out, please, I'm starting to digest!"

But Bethany just belches softly, patting her squirming gut as you struggle for escape within. Eventually she grows tired of supporting your extra weight and walks over to a nearby rocking chair, her hips swaying and her horsetail swishing as you are sloshed about inside her strong stomach. Sitting heavily onto the seat she lets out a long contented sigh, happy with her gut full of fresh food, and her chores already completed for the day. Now she can just sit back, relax and enjoy the girl writhing in her belly with nothing to worry her except indigestion.

"Gah!" You splutter as more acids splatter your face, the growing puddle of digestive fluids and melted flesh rising steadily up your rapidly dissolving body. "Please! Let me go!" and after a pause were the only response you receive of a groan from the belly as the intestines open to accept the first batch of nutritious soup "I bet you don't even think I'm an assailant! You just wanted... a quick snack! That's right, isn't it! I... I was doomed as soon... as I opened your door..." Your breathing is more labored now, your body steadily dissipating into the intestines but you manage to croak out a few last words, "You... Bitch..." And then you fade into nothingness, noting to mark your passing except a gurgling *blorp* from the bloated gut.

Bethany opens her horsey maw wide and acknowledges your death with a deep, drawn out belch of satisfaction, kneading her now squishy belly as your body is squeezed through her gut as it eagerly works at absorbing your nutrients.

You have the following choices:

1. She releases your remains

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