You looked at your beautiful girlfriend, her massive face filling up your entire field of vision. You tried to squirm and wiggle free, but her grip was like iron around your body. In a last desperate attempt, you tried to yell up to her, but your squished mouth couldn’t make any sounds at all. Her attention was fully on the movie, and she had no idea what she was about to do. She let go of you, and you dropped down into the dank cavern that was her mouth.
You landed with a splat on her tongue, the moistness of it already soaking your body. The temperature felt like it rose to one hundred degrees, as Mary’s hot breath rolled over you again and again. Mary’s tongue tilted, and your popcorn shaped body rolled along the slimy, fleshy surface. Your body bounced onto a hard object, which you immediately recognized as one of Mary’s threatening teeth. Without another wasted second, Mary bit down.
Her molars crashed together, pulverizing your defenseless body in between them. You were crushed flat, the sharp teeth tearing into your gummy body. Mary continued to bite and chew over and over, mashing you into an undistinguishable blob of flesh.
Mary flicked your beaten body back onto her tongue, and she began to rub up and down, feeling you up. Her wet and hot tongue rubbed all along your body, washing over you and caking you in liquidy saliva. You heard Mary let out a deep, content sigh. She had no idea that the popcorn she was enjoying so immensely was her squishy boyfriend, trapped and helpless inside of her mouth.
You had absolutely no chance of rescue at this point. Your body felt like a piece of popcorn, and you even tasted like popcorn. The butter from the popcorn had covered your body, masking your distinct strawberry scent. There was no way for Mary to know that it was actually you, and so you had given up hope. Gary and Stevie had won, as they almost always did.
Finally, Mary had sucked all of the butter off of your body, and she wanted more, fresh popcorn. She tilted her tongue back, and you rolled into her esophagus. You couldn’t even fight against her body’s will, even if you had wanted to. With a swift pulsing of her muscles, your body was carried down her throat as she swallowed, sending you to your new home for the next twenty-four hours.
You plopped into your girlfriend’s stomach, splashing down into her the lake formed by her stomach acids. Disgusting piles of chewed up and half-digested popcorn lay scattered. Your pitiful body sank deeper and deeper into the pool of stomach acid, and you didn’t even try to stop it. You had been broken. All you had wanted to do was spend a wonderful day with your girlfriend, and now you were trapped in her stomach, all because of Gary and Stevie. She was watching a movie, smiling and laughing, and you suffered.
Stomach acid would have instantly began to tear apart and dissolve your body, if it wasn’t for your special gummy body. Your body was completely resistant to the dissolving nature of stomach acid, and it was really no different from regular water to you.
***
You had discovered your body’s unique resistance to stomach acid long ago, during an incident that occurred when you were five. It was your birthday, and your mom was preparing to bake a cake for you. When she was out of the kitchen, you tried to help her out by mixing the cake batter. Suffice it to say, it didn’t go well. Your arm caught on the blender, and your entire body ended up being mixed and mashed into a liquid form, slipping right into the cake batter.
Your mom came back after the incident, and didn’t notice a thing. She kept right on making the cake, pouring the batter and you into a large mold. She slipped you into the oven, and baked you at nearly two hundred degrees. You were then served to the party guests, and the slice containing your consciousness was eaten by your mother. You slightly reformed inside of her stomach, and you were then ejected into the toilet a day later. Thankfully, your mom spotted you before she flushed.
***
Back in reality, you heard the muffled sounds of talking, and then you felt your world began to shake and tilt. You floated around in the pool of stomach acid, and you realized that the movie must have ended. You hadn’t realized so much time had passed, but you tended to zone out often while daydreaming.
“Hey sis! Did you like the movie?” You heard Gary say. He sounded so far away from within Mary’s stomach.
“Yeah. It was actually really good.” Your girlfriend replied, in her sweet and angelic voice. Her voice seemed to echo through her entire body, and the strength of her voice hurt your ears.
“Did you like your popcorn?” Gary hardly contained his laugh, knowing full well what had happened to you.
“I did. It was some of the most delicious popcorn I’ve ever eaten.” Mary patted her stomach in appreciation, and you were bounced and sloshed around.
“Good.” Gary said, but what does her say next?
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