"Come on we need to upset her stomach." You say as you beat on the fleshy wall.
"What's the point? Face reality dumbass, in a few minutes all that will be left of us is literal shit." She says sitting in the slowly rising acid.
"Look she said she never eaten tinys before, so her stomach isn't used to living food. Maybe if we work together, we can upset her stomach and she'll puke us out." You say as you continued to fight.
"I guess you have a point. I don't want to become fat on this bitch's ass. Okay let's do this." She says as she gets up and starts to kick and punch the other side of the stomach.
The two of you thrash around in the stomach as hard as possible.
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