Given the warm, moist surroundings, there were a lot of places you could have been. But after a long groan echoed in the chamber, it was obvious that you were in someone's stomach. Now...who was it?
Raking your mind of the night before, it was mostly a blur. It certainly didn't help that you had a splitting hangover. All that you can really remember was partying with the college girls, then passing out in a shot glass. Apparently, someone used it while you were still in it.
Feeling around your surroundings, there was some half digested mush of whatever your predator had eaten the night before. You also noted that your clothes were nearly completely digested off. Since they were ruined either way, you slipped out of them and tossed it to the side. Being able to feel the warmth of the stomach on your bare skin was simply a plus.
That's when a loud, muffled yawn sounded out from outside of the stomach. You fell against the stomach floor and rolled as the unaware woman got up and walked. Soon enough, she came to a stop once again. "Carla?" she called out. Apparently, you guys were still at Carla's house. But the voice...wasn't anyone you knew. But she seemed to be talking with Carla, and from the muffled conversation you gathered that she was Carla's...
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