Just as Breakfast Bot was about to fire, Ronnie Anne's aunt Frida stepped unwittingly into the line of fire for a moment. "Carlota, did you remember to take out the---EEEEEEYOWWWWWW!!!"
Her train of thought was interrupted by a sharp pain in her left buttock as the shot containing the minisub hit her right in the ass. "Dios Mio, what on Earth was THAT?!" Fortunately, no evidence was left to suspect Breakfast Bot of what had just happened. "Must've been a rather eager mosquito," she concluded, and moved on.
Little did anyone realize that Ronnie Anne and Sid had now found themselves inside Frida's bloodstream and in a rather odd area.
"Dang it, Aunt Frida, why did you have to get in the way?" Ronnie Anne fumed. "We have to get out of this bloodstream and get our bearings."
"Look!" Sid pointed out. "There's an exit over that way." Ronnie Anne flew the sub through a nearby opening and out of Frida's bloodstream. Soon, the girls found themselves in a long, dark, dry tunnel. The area looked slimy and weird particles were on the walls at points. "Uhhh, Ronnie Anne? Tell me we're not where I think we are...."
"I'm afraid there's no other way of saying it," Ronnie Anne said grimley. "We're in my aunt's colon."
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