After a frantic tumble through open air, you were surprised to find your fall was not quite as bone breaking as you had feared. Instead, you found yourself cushioned by a some sort of warm, white mush.
Your relief only lasted a few moments, however, before the thrill of your unlikely survival wore off and the new dangers of your situation set in. Having landed awkwardly on your side, you squirmed futility as half of your body remained stuck in the mush as if sinking in quicksand. In a panic, you glanced over at the large female warrior, obliviously enjoying her meal.
"Oh god, what if she doesn't see me in here and eats me?" you think frantically, still struggling against the mass of potatoes keeping you grounded. "Wait, would she even care if she did see me?"
As you cycle through worst case scenarios in your head, your hypothetical fears are quickly replaced by the very real threat of a huge spoon coming right towards you! Despite your violent thrashing, the gooey mush around you won't let you escape before you are scooped up, your stomach churning as you quickly rise towards the Orc's waiting mouth.
Now close enough to feel her hot, booze soaked breath bearing down on you, you shutter as...
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