Michelle notices you pounding your fists on her slick stomach walls. You feel hope as she begins to speak. Your hope fades into fear as you decode what she says. "Too many skittles can't be good for you." you are then moved around as she stands up. Sudfenly a hot, sweet smelling liquid disperses into her gut. you decide to try it. It taste vaugly like hot chocolate. You have very little time to realize this because her sttomach starts to churn, and soon a warpool is sucking you down. You remember the flashlight yourmom made you pack in case it got dark. You dig it out, only to find the current get stronger. you...
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