You hardly register the surreal experience of being a sentient being travelling through the digestive system as you go through the dark tunnel of the esophagus and end up passing into the stomach like any other piece of food, landing and drowning in a revolting pool of chemicals and traces of food with noxious fumes quickly overwhelming you.
Now in complete darkness, with the only recognizable sound around you being a faint heartbeat among an amount of threatening noises, you are consumed by fear, experiencing the most uncomfortable moment since your transformation, a panic attack built in your conscience with no way to express it. Because you're still a chewed up piece of gum, because you lost count of the remaining time in your head and you are quickly losing faith, no longer feeling like transforming back would be possible.
You can't even tell if Charlotte is doing anything now. To you it feels like you entered afterlife already and are now in some sort of purgatory, a waiting room where you can't move and find yourself at the mercy of factors beyond your comprehension. You do feel movement, but somehow you know is the stomach itself starting the digestion process, releasing chemicals and performing muscle contractions to break you and whatever your sister had for breakfast into things to absorb or discard.
"Charlotte" you think to yourself weakly, feeling you hallucinated a beeping sound among the dizzying sensation of being drowned and tossed around the stomach walls. Somehow still in one piece and barely affected by the process you refuse to think of whatever came next, whether it was the sweet release of death or the upcoming stages in Charlotte's body natural functions.
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"Geez, that's a loud noise" Charlotte gets up from your bed and walks toward the phone. she was just laying there thinking about her plans for the day when a shrill constant beep brought her back to the real world.
"Ugh, shut up.. did it got damaged?" Charlotte uses the volume button to mute the phone and reading the screen wonders what to push, still oblivious about your fate because she has no reason to think such a thing as a transforming app actually exists, but a bit concerned at the ominous message on display.
- CRITICAL ERROR : UNABLE TO INITIATE REVERSAL PROCESS
- F. RESTORE REPLACE POSTPONE DISCARD
"Bro? Where are you?" She shouts again looking for you and not knowing what else to do, takes your phone again and looks at the buttons that would supposedly get rid of the critical error, remembering again how the weird app was showing a message before about a piece of gum just like the one she swallowed.
What happens next?