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“…How on earth did you manage to pull something like that off?” Amber scowled, sitting down in the palm of her friend’s hand.

“S-sorry! I just got so excited and it slipped right in eheh..” Sabrina sighed and gently pulled Amber up towards her mouth. “Are you sure you’re okay with this Amber? I know this is a lot to ask, but you’re the only person I can ask!”

Amber huffed, turning her head away from Sabrina. “Alright, alright! I’ll get your ring! Just get me in there already before I change my mind!” Amber kept herself faced away from Sabrina, but saw the ground move further away. The fresh scent of Sabrina’s breath became stronger, stronger, until she found herself sliding off of Sabrina’s palm and onto her tongue. The cavernous mouth around her sealed, locking Amber into the dark.

Amber groaned, relieved to not have to look Sabrina in the eyes anymore. “A wedding ring, huh? Who the heck would she even want to marry?” Amber paced around back and forth, squishing into Sabrina’s tongue with each step. “How come I haven’t heard of him? We’re best friends..she should have told me..rggh.” Amber continued grumbling to herself for a bit, only stopping to notice that she was still in Sabrina’s mouth, and she had been for several minutes now. Sabrina was supposed to swallow her immediately so she could go retrieve the wedding ring, so what was the hold up?

“Hey SabrinaaAAGH!!” Amber slipped in a pool of saliva. It wasn’t there a moment ago, so it seems like Sabrina’s mouth had been getting kind of excited to hold on to Amber. In spite of that, Amber’s faceplant onto Sabrina’s tongue caused Sabrina to snap to attention. Soon after, her tongue shifted and pushed Amber to the back of her throat, and with a loud gulp, Amber was sent on her way down to Sabrina’s stomach.

Amber pondered the situation more as she was pumped down towards her destination. It was a slow ride and the only thing she had to distract herself were her thoughts and the pounding of Sabrina’s heart in her ears. “Seriously, whoever this is probably doesn’t even deserve her. God I feel like it’s going to be so awkward around us now. I’m probably not going to get to hang around with her as much anymore..” Amber continued with her rambling thoughts, until the heartbeat became too distracting. It was beating much too fast to be a normal heart rate. “Rrrgh.. she’s probably thinking about him right now. Hurry up!”

Amber’s aggression was answered, her journey ended and she landed with a wet plop into Sabrina’s stomach. It was noticeably empty, save for some water. Apparently Sabrina wanted to keep things relatively clean for her. “How nice!…I guess.” Amber picked herself up and started looking around for the ring. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed it at the very end of Sabrina’s stomach, just barely trapped and unable to move on to the next part of Sabrina’s digestive system. The ring was about half her size at this height, but she still had enough strength in her to hold onto it. “Guess I’ll just give her a kick so she can get me out of here then.” Amber lifted her leg to kick Sabrina’s stomach wall, though at that moment Sabrina hiccuped. The motion caused her insides to quake and sent Amber toppling over, the ring falling on top of her. “Owww..gah!” Amber pushed the ring up off of her, finding it now wrapped around her. Inside of it, she could see an engraving. “A-m-b-e-r..Am. Amber!?”

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Sabrina idly rubbed at her belly, wondering how Amber was doing inside of her. She had felt something land in her stomach a bit ago, so she figured it wouldn’t be long now until she got the signal to let Amber out. This whole situation was a little embarrassing, but she was thankful Amber usually wasn’t one to be very attentive to her surroundings. As she mused over Amber’s obliviousness, she felt a sudden pressure in her belly. “Ah, that must be her, time to get her out!” She got in position to get Amber back up her throat, but as she did she noticed that pressure was not a kick, but more of a constant pressure. Her belly was expanding, and at a rapid rate. “A-Amber, what are you doing!?”

By the time she had spit her question out, her belly had already expanded to looking like she had swallowed a watermelon. And before she could even say ‘Oh god I look like I’ve swallowed a watermelon’, her belly had already expanded fully into an orb with the vague outline of Amber seen through it. “Amber? Amber are you okay!? Why did the shrinking wear off, did something upset you?” Sabrina heard a muffled mumbling in her tummy, one she couldn’t even begin to decipher. “Umm..Amber honey, please speak up, I can’t quite hear you in there.”

“Who is this ring for?” Amber quickly responded. Sabrina stuttered, not expecting to have to answer that question today. “Ah, well, I had plans to talk to you about that, but why don’t we do that some other time? I think being curled up in my stomach is kind of an awkward time to talk about it but I’d be happy to tell you all abou–Eep!” Sabrina’s belly bounced forward, Amber’s foot pressing out at the front of her belly. “Tell me now. It has my name on it…”

Sabrina’s face lit up a bright red. “A..a-ah, you saw that! Aha..ehe..um..oh gosh.” Sabrina lowered herself onto the ground, cradling her belly into her lap and wrapping her arms around it, smothering Amber with every amount of warm her body can provide. “W-well, we’ve been together for so long now. You’ve been there for me so much, you’ve stuck with me in spite of our differences and I’ve really grown to love you so much so..will you marry me!?” Sabrina spit out her question and then covered her mouth. She stared down at her belly and then slowly started to realized how painfully awkward the situation she just created was. “Ah, ah! I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I’ll get you out, I’m sorry for being an idiot!”

“I will.”

“Huh?” Sabrina stopped stammering and focused back on her belly again. “I will marry you!” She heard Amber’s voice from her belly once more. Sabrina’s eyes welled up with tears, then she practically collapsed on top of her stomach (and Amber). “Oh my god Amber you’ve made me the happiest girl in the world, I love you!” For a few moments, Sabrina rolled over and cuddled her Amber filled tummy, but then realized it was time for her to get her new wife out and get things sorted out properly. “S-sorry Amber, I got a little excited. Let me work on getting you out now.”

“Actually Sabrina..you mind if I stay a little longer? N-not that I like it in here or anything! You’re just cute like this!”

you're hanging out with your friend, and their friend who you've only just met.

this person is small, maybe the size of a raggedy anne doll. She's not a tiny, but she's a way away from being a regular sized person.

You're feeling a little bit hungry, but when your friend offers you something to eat, you refuse.

and so you talk for a while, the three of you. you learn this new person studies bio, going for a masters, and she does bug taxidermy - you forget what she called it.

it gets a little less awkward as the conversations progress, you get used to each other and then your friend goes off for a bathroom break. leaving the two of you alone.

it's quiet for a moment, something sits in the air.

your stomach lets out a deep, prolonged growl. you excuse yourself. she laughs self-consciously, and tries to say something to you, but you're already on the move.

you act swiftly, and make sure you get her head in your mouth quickly, and by the time she can make a noise, her voice is muffled by your throat.

you feel her struggling with your throat muscles, and it almost activates your gag reflex, but you ignore the ticklish, irritation, and swallow. You have to use some force, as you don't usually get prey this large. You swallow hard, feeling the prey make gradual progress down

there is a very real sinking feeling in your chest. it's immensely satisfying, you take one last big gulp, then you follow the sensation as your hungry stomach is suddenly filled with a bounty of a meal.

You can watch as your belly swells out as the prey finds itself at it's last destination.

you look down at your mid-section curiously. If you tighten your core, you can make your body look relatively non-suspicious. Just a bit of an outward curve. But if you relax, it's easier to see how full you look.

You look pretty stuffed. Like you've just had a big dinner. You feel your belly cutting into your pants, which now feels too tight.

you look over to the empty chair where your prey was sitting before you decided to eat. Her jacket is still on it, and her bag is still on the floor. You belch loudly, it catches you by surprise.

You don't really know where to go from here. it was a spur of the moment decision. You feel the person kicking your gut, which is a funny feeling. you've never had prey so big - usually it's barely perceptible, but this is noticeable. It doesn't hurt, but you can definitely feel when she tries striking your stomach walls.

watching carefully, you can notice your belly move on it's own, as she pushes against your skin. You notice lumps and slight bulges appearing and she moves inside your stomach. You laugh quietly at the realisation. you've never been able to actually see your prey wriggling in your gut before. it's kind of satisfying, or engaging. but it's also a bit much; you've never had food that puts such a strain on your stomach.

you scratch your belly, thinking about it. it's kind of uncomfortable, how full you feel. You feel a little groggy, maybe a nap would help.

you run your hands over your stomach, feeling how taut it is through your shirt. Yes, time to rest, and get all this digested.

You lie down on you friend's couch, and rest your hands on your tummy, feeling the prey's body just under your skin, and feeling the grumbling of your stomach as it gets to work.

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Your friend comes back in, apologising for taking so long

they start to say "hey, where's (x)?" but they stop when they see you up close.

as you turn over to get up, your stomach sloshes and gurgles, you burp again.

"I thought you said you weren't hungry"

"I wanted to have room," you explain, as you pat your full stomach.

your friend is probably mad at you, but you feel smug about the situation. You know they'll understand - you can't help your instincts, and they shouldn't have left a predator alone with a perfectly edible prey.

"I thought you two were getting along"

You shrug, "eh..."

your friend mutters something under their breath, frustrated. but you just yawn, stretching your arms above your head, feeling the contents of your stomach bubble as you move.

"okay, time for you to go home."

You wake up, cramped and hot. Confused as to why you were in such an uncomfortable sleeping position, you try to kick your blanket off of you and stretch out. However, instead of getting more comfortable, the damp covers hardly budge, keeping you curled up underneath them. Finally noticing the strong, acidic smell, you begin to shift around. Suddenly, a hand rubs whatever you are inside of, gently caressing your back, as if to encourage you to calm down. You do not.

Panicking, you squirm and thrash about, hoping to escape your wet, dark prison. You’re worried that if you don’t get it soon, you’ll overheat. Suddenly, two hands grab you, and you hear a woman’s voice reverberate around you: “Stop, I’m trying to sleep. Unable to identify this voice, you continue to act frantically, until suddenly, your world is thrown into complete chaos, and you are flipped sideways. As you try to reorient yourself and get into a more comfortable position, when you hear the woman groan, and you feel arms and legs wrap around you and hug you tightly.

At that moment, a thought crosses your mind: are you inside of someone’s stomach? There is no way that you are, it’s impossible! But it would explain some things, like the smell, the wet, hot, cramped sack that you seem to be in, as well as the fact that when the woman spoke, you heard it all around you. You assure yourself that you are not, that there must be some other rationale explanation. You are probably being pranked. Though the fact that you do not recognize the woman’s voice is unsettling. Plus, this sack feels really flesh-like…

Briefly, you calm down. You are sure that this prank will end soon, and you will be let out, with only your pride injured. Whoever arranged this can’t possibly plan to keep you for more than a few minutes, especially if you aren’t reacting. And they’d never let you live it down if you freaked out because you genuinely thought you had been swallowed whole by a person. You would be so embarrassed! So you decide to sit still and wait. However, you cannot get the thought out of your head that you had been eaten - how would someone even come up with this prank, and why would they do it? Only a few minutes pass by before you can’t take it any longer, and you push against the sack and demand to be let out. You feel the arms and legs move away from you, and you hear the woman mutter to herself, “Guess I’m not sleeping in today. Good morning to you, too.” You become completely disoriented again as the sack you are in is quickly moved, before you feel two hands rub you once again. “You’re being quite a bad meal.”

At this point, your heart sinks. Somehow, you’ve been eaten by a person. You are curled up inside of a woman’s stomach. Something that should be impossible. And you don’t even know who it is. Before you have time to react, you are swung forward and lifted up - you figure that your devourer is getting out of bed. You feel her hold onto her stomach, and slowly waddle forward. Terrified, you are wondering where she is going, when she begins speaking to you again. “What, did you fall asleep on me? You were so lively and talkative before.” You find your voice, and ask, “Did you eat me?” She begins laughing, “I sure did! Where did you think you are?” Embarrassed, you quietly ask her, “Why?” She rubs her tummy and responds, “Because I was hungry.”

You don’t know how to respond to the fact that a woman just told you that she ate you simply because she was hungry. As you are thinking about what you will say next, you feel her slow down, and you are jostled and bumped around. Instinctively, you begins squirming around, trying to brace yourself. She suddenly stops, “Relax, I am just going down some stairs.” She continues, and you try your best to stay still, not wanting to upset the woman who has your life in her hands - well, her stomach.

Your motion becomes much more stable, and you realize that she must be walking around her apartment now. You continue to sit in silence as you are stewing inside of her gut. She pokes you as she walks around, “You alright in there? You are awfully quiet.” You respond, “I guess so. I don’t really know what to do in here.” She giggles once again, “Just enjoy yourself! I’ve heard that my stomach is quite comfy. I was just curious as to why you were so quiet. Digestion won’t begin for a while, and most people who have been in your position are usually begging to be let out right now.” Digestion? You try not to think about that. “Please let me out. I won’t tell anybody.” She responded, “Hmm, I don’t think so. I like you right there in my stomach. And I won’t have to worry about you telling anyone from inside of me. So get used to it, you’re going to be spending quite a bit of time in there.” You begin thrashing about again, pleading for her to let you out. She moans in response, “Fight all you want, you aren’t getting out of my belly.”

Before you respond, you drop downwards as she bends over, before standing back up again. You begin to rhythmically sway inside of her gut as she walks around, when suddenly, you are slammed into something hard a few times before you feel her sit down, partially cradling you her in her lap. “Sorry about that,” she says, “Sometimes I forget how difficult it is to navigate with a belly this big.” “What was that?” you respond, annoyed. “Oh, just the table.” She nonchalantly says. Then, you feel something fall onto your back - your actual back, not through the walls of her stomach. You shift around until it falls in front of you, and you are shocked to see what looks like chewed up food. “Are you eating breakfast?!” You call out to her, enraged and confused. “Yeah,” she non-nonchalantly replies. “Left-over pizza. Breakfast of champions.” “I am sitting inside of your stomach! How are you still hungry?” “Look, you were a great midnight snack, but a girl’s gotta eat breakfast. It’s the most important meal of the day.” She sounded a little embarrassed. Your anger quickly turned to anguish, as you realized that truly, you were nothing more than food. You become indifferent as chewed up bits of pizza fall around you, and you resign yourself to your fate.

She gets up from the table, banging you against it again, and begins going back up the stairs. You are jumbled around inside of her stomach, tossing you with all of the bits of pizza sitting in her stomach. Hoping to be put out of your misery, you don’t protest. You hear her open a door, and you hear water start. She must be getting into the shower. She stepped into the shower belly first, the water pouring down all around you. It was a weird sensation, though somewhat soothing. As she washes herself, you feel her take a long time to wash her enormous stomach, gently rubbing your body inside of it. “You should feel lucky,” she said, with a sultry tone in her voice, “not many people get to take a shower with me.” You cannot help but to laugh at her joke, despite the severity of your situation. You hope that she didn’t hear you. “Was that laughter I heard? See? I told you it wasn’t so bad in there!” You don’t respond, but kick outward. You are both silent for the remainder of her shower. Once she finishes, she begins to dry herself off. You feel her really grab and rub her belly, jostling you around. You assume that she is just trying to get a rise out of you, so you don’t respond.

You feel her start walking again, you feel her lean forward, and you suddenly feel yourself thrown onto the bed, her laying on top of you. You cannot help but to let out a yelp. “If you think this is bad, wait until digestion starts. It’s going to be a whole lot worse than just being thrown around inside of me.” She continues to lay on top of you. You work up the courage to ask, “When are you going to digest me?” You feel her shift on top of you, almost as if she is grinding up against you through her belly. “Oh, it’s going to be at least a few days before that even begins. You’ll probably be in me for about a week.” You don’t respond. “Oh, don’t be so sad! There’s nothing you can do about it, so you might as well try to enjoy it! Lucky for you, I enjoy playing with my food. Or not! Doesn’t make a difference to me.”

You decide to try and follow her advice. “What’s your name?” You ask her. “Kayli.” She responds. You feel her roll out of bed. “Now come on, I have to get to work.”

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Across from her, Hannah's date watched as the plump redhead began to gag. She let out a gassy belch as her stomach began to visibly squirm. A large bulge suddenly wriggled up into Hannah's throat, working its way up her neck. She put a hand to her mouth, but it was too late. As Hannah's wide mouth stretched open, her date was horrified to see the head and shoulders of a small blonde woman pushing up from the back of Hannah's throat.

"P-please! You have to help me! Help pull me out of here, I'm begging you! This fat bitch is trying to digest me! Please!"

The blonde woman was crying, mascara staining her rather pretty face as she begged Hannah's date for help. Quickly, Hannah pushed the woman's head back down into her gullet and closed her jaws. With a massive, wet GULP, Hannah sent the blonde back down. The smaller girl was struggling desperately to squirm back up again, but another dominant gulp from Hannah sucked her back down into the redhead's big belly.

"Phew! ~Hhhyyuuuuuuuurrppp!!~ Oh, excuse me! So sorry about that," Hannah apologized while wiping her lips on a napkin.

"I didn't have time for lunch. On my way here, I saw a group of sorority girls taking photos, soooo I just scooped one up and ate her whole! I'm just having a bit of trouble keeping her down. She's a fiesty little thing! Super delicious, too."

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