"Thaaaank youuuuu" the boy chimes with politeness, eager to start eating after a long day of walking around with his mom and sister. His feet hurt and was getting grumpy but now it all seemed worth it as he's rewarded with his favorite food, fries. Grabbing the cardboard with both hands, he wanted to tip the whole bunch of fries into his mouth.
You felt gravity shift around your tiny form once again as you were being elevated by the boy's hold, unaware of your presence in his fries. Horrified to see ahead, past the long columns of greasy and fried fries was the open mouth of the boy. The box tilted and headed towards the kid's giant hole, making you start to slide downward along with the other logs of fries around you. Grabbing frantically for something to hold on to, you failed to find any where you can stop your descent. This was the first time in your life you cursed the fries being so smooth with no divots to grab onto.
Reaching the end of the box, you're disgusted and terrified to find yourself landing on the boy's tongue. The meaty breath of the child exhaled around your tiny form and inhaled the outside world's air towards the back of the throat. The boy was clearly ecstatic about the fries that he ended up with a big mouthful. The sheer amount of fries and the closing lips of the boy darkened the fleshy cave that you were stuck in.
Mother was not pleased to see her son being careless, seeing some stray fries falling off the sides of the boy's mouth. "Aaron! Eat properly. You're spilling all your food all over the place" Aaron's mother ordered as Aaron wasn't in any position to answer with his mouth full of fries. Desperately, Aaron hurries by placing the box down and shoved the fries, still dangling out of his mouth, deeper inside to begin chewing.
The fries pushed you towards the boy's open throat. With little ways of stopping a giant titan of a boy from having his fries, you end up falling down the abyss of the boy's throat. To further seal your descent, Aaron, unaware he swallowed a tiny living person, gulped the pile of spit at the back of his throat.
You're unfortunate to end up in such a predicament, still falling deeper down Aaron's throat to likely end up trapped in the giant boy's belly. With a plop, you land into the empty and fleshy chamber of the boy's stomach with little to no light. You could only hear the ominous organic noises and the vile smell of raw flesh and saliva. This could be your last place before succumbing to the digestive system, ending up as an unfortunate casualty to a giant, unaware boy's appetite.
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