Strugging through the noodles, you quickly realised how hopeless the situation was as the lips and teeth passed over head- easily outrunning your desperate sprint. With burning legs, you tried to at least reach the chopsticks but it all happened too fast.
Once you were in, the lips closed to block out your light. Your body tumbled down, sliding into the meal as the chopsticks swiftly slid out. Struggling to see, you felt yourself suddenly get tossed to one side before something crushed you into the now slightly mushy food.
You wheezed as the air was crushed out of your lungs before you were peeled off and rolled towards the other side of the mouth. There was no time to react, the orifice was too well designed at crushing down food and the food itself kept slowing you down. You could only flail and hope as the teeth crashed into you again. The hot food slowly cooling to the ambient temperature of the mouth as you were tossed once more.
Lashed, battered and beaten, your body eventually lost strength. Your struggle to escape kept getting reset by the unaware tongue, not even distinguishing you as anything other then a harder part of the food.
Twitching as you were chewed on, your body eventually became wedged in her molar, looking like a cartoonish sticker covered in food as the majority of the food was slid down the awaiting throat.
You... felt fairly lucky at first, before Weiss's giant tongue started pushing and prodding you out of curiosity.
"Please... notice me..." You weakly tried to push the tongue, bite it, do anything as it finally peeled you off- before sliding your weakened form towards her gullet.
Weiss blew on her food for a second before popping it in. Her hand elegantly covered her mouth as she chewed, listening in on the conversation. She wound up another batch of noodles while licking a piece of grizzle from her teeth, swallowing it down before popping another load into her mouth.
Unaware that her simple action had sent you down her throat as she picked up a toothpick just in case- sliding it into her purse. It wasn't even used on you. She wiped her lips of grease,
Your form fell into her stomach, along with other food. The air felt stale and the sounds of the outside world was muffled. You heard Weiss talk, louder but still muffled.
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