"We're back with your featured movie!" The tv advertised as it snagged Tyler's attention back. "Oh sweet!" He said leaning forward to watch the epic movie unfold once more.
- - -
Josh was positive his giant friend wouldn't forget about him down here! He trusted Tyler more than anybody else...
"He'll let me out... I'm sure of it..." Josh muttered as the humid air started to make him sleepy. For what seemed like hours Josh watched as the walls of Tyler's stomach contracted. The glorps and gloops of the bubbling liquid below him were a constant reminder how imminent his danger was. As the stomach calmly continued to mix its soggy meal, Josh noticed his landmass of mush was starting to become more like a little raft. The stomach acid sizzled closer and closer to the little man as he cowered, barely awake, in the middle of the mush.
"He'll save me... I know he will..." Josh said as he starting drifting off to sleeping. The warm air finally did its job, and the raft Josh clung so depretaly to finally gave way. Tyler's stomach groaned happily as it accepted the last bit of meat from the meal.
- - -
The minutes passed quickly for the young man as he watched the epic battle of life and death between an evil force and the badass young heroine trying to defend her home. As the minutes became an hour the movie's credits finally started to roll. Standing up the gigantic man stretched out his arms.
"What a great break!" He said happily relaxing his arms. In a swift motion he walked over to the kitchen table, grabbing the unfinished bottle of coke. In a few massive gulps the muscular man drained it easily. Tyler sighed as he rubbed his stomach triggering his reaction to let out a massive burp he was instantly proud of.
BUUUUUUUUUUURP!
"Oh man! That was a good one!" He said aloud, giving his gut a hard slap. "Bet Josh would... have... loved... OH SHIT!"
Tyler's stomach suddenly felt sick as finally realized what he did well over an hour ago. Running to the bathroom he kept just repeating, "What do I do... What do I do..."
Cramming his fingers down the back of his throat he desperately tried to throw up into the bathroom sink. After tossing up what little was left in his stomach Tyler finally stopped. Desperately, he fingered through the slimy mush hoping beyond hope that his tiny boss had been able to survive in his belly for the past hour and a half.
Leaning over the sink Tyler spat. "That movie was definitely over an hour...it must've been too long..." He said to himself.
"I think..." He said looking down at his 6 pack. 'I think he's gone..."
Grabbing a glass of water, he chugged it down to ease his stomach. Rubbing it sadly, he hoped the experience wasn't too painful for the little guy.
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