You land with a splash into the 7-year-old's dark and cavernous stomach. You can barely see your hand in front of your face, and rely on touch to make your way around, wading in the small pool of acid left from when David digested his last meal.
*GUUUUURRRRGGGLE* *GLOORRP* You are shaken up by the rumbling noise of the boy's belly, as it prepares to make quick work of it's latest food.
Outside, David is served juice by workers at the daycare. In less than a minute, he gulps down all of it, and it rains down on you.
*BLOORRRP* David's stomach expands slightly to accomodate the drink and you. Covered in a citrus-y liquid, you are slowed in your struggle to find some way to get out of this boy's belly before you become nothing but nourishment.
But, it appears you are far too late, as deadly, burning acid begins to flow into the 7-year-old's stomach. As you are surrounded by the lava-like solution, you find it is much harder to breathe. David's belly is quickly trading out oxygen for a gassier compound.
*BUURRRP* "That juice always makes me burp. I wonder how that dude is doing in my tummy right now." *BRRAAAP* *UURPP*
1 hour later...
David's home from daycare, filling his hungry belly up with all kinds of snacks and drink. It bulges outward as he sits and watches TV. Liking the feeling, the boy rubs his belly, which responds with some satisfied gurgles.
Inside his stomach, the mush that is his latest meals cover a few leftover bones from another meal of his earlier in the day, a guy subject to being a toy for the daycare center, whom David's quickly forgotten about.
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