A wobbly tan face appeared over the opening of Jack's cup of beer. It was clear that she was long past sobriety and was having a blast. Her hazel eyes blinked slowly a few times as she watched the ongoing beer pong game, trying to comprehend what was going on, to the best of her inhibited ability. Jack soon became alert as the environment he was in soon began to shake as the cup's edge approached the girl's face, and the cup itself began to tilt. In her drunken state, the sorority girl had no idea that the little man presented by one of her friends was inside the cup she was going to drink from. Jack yelled as he tried swimming against the current that began to flow towards the edge of the cup. "Help! I'm in here! Set the cup down!" Jack cried. The cup tilted back to its original upright manner, and Jack breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up at the girl to check if she had indeed noticed him. "W-wha?" the girl uttered. She looked around her, thinking she heard someone cry for help, but didn't see anyone in immediate trouble. "W-w-weird, I g-guess I'm just too dr-drunk," she giggled. Jack yelled at her once again to try and seize her attention, but instead, the cup began tilting again, and the image of the girl's plump lips came into view.
Beer rushed down the side of the cup, dragging Jack along with it. "Dammit!" Jack grunted, struggling against the current. He looked back and noticed that the edge of the cup now was pressed against the bottom lip of the girl, and beer was spilling into her cavernous mouth. Knowing there was no longer any chance he could catch the eyesight of the girl from here, Jack decided that the next best course of action was to try and make contact with her lips to create a physical sensation that she would notice. He now swam with the current and was quick to spill over the edge of the cup. As intended, Jack landed on the girl's bottom lip, but bounced off of it and flew into the girl's maw. "What!". Jack was taken off guard, clearly not expecting that to happen, and the following rush of beer pulled him further back into the girl's mouth. Soon afterwards, all light was cut off from Jack, as the girl closed her mouth. Beer continued to push him closer to the girl's throat, and though his efforts were valiant, Jack was helpless in stopping the inevitable. The sorority girl tipped her head back and swallowed.
*GLUT*
In no more than two or three seconds, Jack landed with a splash into a very warm, oddly fizzy pool of liquid. He resurfaced and felt around his surroundings. Gurgles and groans filled his hearing, sharp, unpleasant fumes filling his nostrils. Jack felt waded around and eventually pressed into a rubbery, slimy wall of something. He immediately withdrew his hands from that wall and suddenly lurched into the odd pool of liquid. For a few moments, Jack was too awestruck to understand where he was. However, once he came back to reality, Jack was horrified. Here he was, wading in a pool of half digested bits and pieces of food and a combination of stomach juices and beer. Muffled sounds of woozy laughter echoed around his enclosure. The girl who had just recently consumed Jack was none the more aware of it, rather she was having a wonderful, oblivious time in her drunken stupor. Jack knew he was in deep trouble. Unless this girl were to throw up, Jack was doomed. He sunk into the gross pool and waited for one of two things to happen.
After waiting some time, what happens?
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