The first thought that entered Rebecca's mind as she stared down her brother's esophagus was this is not happening. The little girl began to struggle, placing her hands on her brother's shoulders to try to push herself out, but he grabbed her arms and forced them to her sides as his lips wrapped around her shoulders. She yelled at him to let her go as her head was forced into his tight esophagus. All she got in response was a wash of saliva as Jake swallowed, pushing her head against the tight entrance to his stomach. She was up to her tummy in his mouth, her legs still kicking and her hips still wiggling in defiance.
He grabbed her little girl legs and shoved her further in, forcing her into his stomach past her shoulders. She gagged at the smell of digesting breakfast food and began crying when she realized that was what she was going to be soon enough. She still struggled and screamed as he leaned back and slurped up her legs like pasta. Now all of her was forced inside, the entrance sealed up tight and locking her in.
Curled up in a ball, the little girl still struggled mightily, punching and kicking as much as she could. She heard her brother burp, and her already limited space became even more constricted. This made her fight even more aggressively, but that only solicited another burp from her brother which left her unable to move.
She felt really tired now. Maybe it was the fumes, or the lack of air, or the physical exertion on her part, but Rebecca felt faint. She soon passed out as her body was processed and sent, in liquid form, through Jake's small intestine. It was there that she was absorbed into a newly created organ of Jake's, his makeshift womb. Her body was somewhat pieced back together, leaving her a three-month-old fetus, while the rest of her former body was processed like normal food. Jake had gone upstairs to nap, and was asleep while all of this took place inside his body. All he knew when he woke up was that his belly only had a very slight curve to it, he was still ravenous, and that he...
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