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“Oh, great. You’re gonna take forever to digest, aren’t you?” Her words ring a bit hollow to you, considering she’s not the one who’s actually being digested. You’d happily take being in her position, only having to deal with a slightly squirming weight in her gut for a bit too long. As it is, you’re inside her gut, struggling ineffectively against the stomach walls and whining as stinging acid sloshes around you, trying to melt your body down into slop for your captor’s benefit. “M-maybe you should just let me out?” you suggest hopefully, still trying unsuccessfully to get into a comfortable position, her roiling stomach walls pushing you no matter how you try to settle in. “And, y’know, eat something that isn’t a person?” “Mmm…nah.” The woman who gulped you down pauses, and you can feel her stomach shifting around you as she pounds her chest to force out a massive, meaty ghhhourrr-hhourrourph! “I’m trying to get more meat and water in my diet, and you’re full of a lot of both

This story contains mutual stuffing, weight gain, and mild exhibitionism. … It was like a two-ton weight had been lifted from Rory's shoulders. Even with the lingering spasms from their flare-up, they felt so much better emotionally that the physical discomfort was actually bearable, for once. They and Axel were both talking now, and Rory almost couldn't believe how chatty they were, words tumbling from their mouth with terrifying ease. They nearly matched Axel's perpetually-high level of enthusiasm as the two laughed and ate and relished in each other's company, and Rory felt more relaxed than they had in a very long while. “You seem like you're doing a little better now,” Axel remarked. “How are you doing?” Rory took a moment to check in with themselves. Their mind was blissfully quiet after their talk with Axel earlier, and while they were still quite sore (the hard plastic booth wasn't doing their back any favors), their worst of the pain had already begun to dull. They gave