In the end, you choose to keep it simple and swallow the pixie whole. As fun as it iss to chew your meals, you decide that the pleasure of having the pixie writhe in your stomach is more fulfilling. With nothing holding you back, you devour her in earnest, slamming your clenched fist into your mouth before the pixie even knows what hit her. Her entire form slides into your mouth, kicking and punching at your tongue and teeth in a futile effort to stop the inevitable.
These efforts, of course, result in little. She quickly passes through your mouth, soon finding herself at the top of your throat. Again, she gropes around, hoping to catch herself on your uvula. For a moment, one of her hands actually manages to grab it, though the warm saliva coating it causes her to slip and continue her descent. From there, there is little the pixie can do other than accept her slide down your esophagus.
A few seconds later and the pixie finally passes through the stomach valve, landing in the awful-smelling chamber with a sickening splash. All five of her senses are assaulted. Her vision is blinded by overwhelming darkness. The smell, as mentioned, is entirely awful. The taste, as her face had come into contact with the acid, ss a conglomeration of whatever meal you had eaten last. The sound is that of your stomach rhythmically churning in a foreboding manner. The touch, most importantly, is the all-important tingle of acid that will soon be breaking the helpless pixie down into nutrients.
You, in comparison, are feeling great. Your stomach has been filled, satisfying the painful hunger you had felt. Better still, you can feel the tingle of magic amplifying within your stomach. Though the acids have not yet begun their work on the pixie, your stomach is blessed with magical absorption, allowing you to immediately absorb the magic of those trapped in your stomach. Because of that, you have to act quickly to utilize the overflow of magic before the pixie passes away. Once she was dead, the magic will fade.
You rubbed your flat stomach proudly as you consider how to deal with the three bandits. You now have the power, thanks to the pixie, but you still need a plan. What do you do?
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