You were shocked to your core as Bowser said those words. Surely he didn't actually mean to eat you?
"Bwahaha, you're only a small snack, but lucky for you I just ate so you'll have plenty of time until you turn into my awesome body. Think of it this way, not everyone get to have the honor and privilege of being part of something as awesome as I am!" He laughed before opening the cage, tilting the door towards his mouth.
You slid down the slick, metal floor and into the large mouth. Bowser didn't swallow immediately, instead keeping you in his warm, damp mouth. It smelt like smoke and meat, that latter smell must've been his lunch. Soon the tounge, which at your size was a few feet long, started to move to you around. Moving you around his sharp teeth, careful not to hurt you too much, and getting plaque and other teeth gunk stuck onto you. It reeked.
Finally Bowser got tired of you and brought you to the back of his throat, sending you down the tight tube into the massive room that was his stomach. It was the size of a small city to you, filled to the brim with food. The food was different kinds of meat and breads, chewed to a fine paste which you sank in if you moved too much. "Bwahaha, you tasted so good I almost wish I didn't swallow!" He laughed, shaking your prison. It was so disgusting in here, a humiliating fate.
Do you digest, or somehow escape? Or maybe neither
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