Any hope that Blake had of Claire letting him out of her mouth vanished when he saw her tongue tilt, sending him sliding to her throat. The throat muscles then proceeded to drag him down as his mother swallowed him in one big gulp. Deeper and deeper he descended into Claire's body until he splashed into a deep pool of liquid. As he tried to stay afloat, Blake recognised the liquid as milk, and the debris floating on top, despite being crunched and mashed up, was definitely cereal. He had reached Claire's stomach, and that groaning and roaring he was hearing all around him was the stomach trying to digest his mom's breakfast, and him with it! He looked up at the sphincter to the throat, hoping that it was within reach, and saw something disappear through it. A second later, he heard another sound over the noises of the stomach.

*URP!*

On the outside, Claire, now standing, was licking her lips and looking down at her belly. All the cereal she had eaten and milk she had drunk was causing it to bloat ever so slightly, and now her tiny, delicious son was in the middle of that. She rubbed her belly as she amused herself with that thought.

"Mmm, you're so tasty, Blake," Claire said teasingly. "Yummy, yummy Blake in mommy's tummy!"

Blake, having jumped from cereal stepping stone to cereal stepping stone, was now at the front of Claire's stomach. A bulge appeared in the wall in front of him and moved around as his mother rubbed her belly. The tiny mage started pounding on the wall.

"Mom, let me out!" Blake yelled. "I'm your son! You can't just eat me!"

Claire suddenly felt something next to her belly button, as if something inside her belly was kicking. Knowing that it was Blake and guessing that he was pleading to be let out, she chuckled as she enjoyed the feeling.

"You said those spirits made you safe from harm, right? So, change of plans: you can spend the day in my belly!" She gave her belly a few pats where she noticed that fluttering feeling. "Ah, my yummy little boy now sloshing around with the food in my belly!" She then started walking to the bathroom, swaying her hips from side to side with each step she took.

Blake suddenly heard a rhythmic thumping noise and the stomach wall he was banging on knocked him off of his piece of cereal and into the milky sea. As he struggled to stay afloat, everything in Claire's stomach started sloshing from side to side. Blake was helplessly tossed about in the churning liquid and battered against the chunks of cereal. He hated how much fun his mom was having with him in her belly.

Eventually, the milky mixture settled down enough for Blake to clamber on to another piece of cereal. Just in time, too - the next thing he saw was stomach acid pouring in from the walls around him! He wasn't sure if the spirits' magic would protect him from Claire's attempt to digest him, and he didn't want to stick around and find out.

As the contents of Claire's stomach began to break down, Blake hastily cast a spell to launch himself up to the top of the stomach, where he started trying to open the passage back to his mother's throat. The pool of milk below him bubbled as the stomach acid reacted with it and churned as the stomach walls pulsed rhythmically. Piece by piece, the cereal broke apart and broke down into pieces too small for Blake to stand on. If he couldn't get out of his mom's belly, he would either be forced to bathe in her bubbling stomach acid all day, or become nothing but nourishment for her.

Blake kept trying to open up the sphincter to Claire's throat, but time and time again it refused to budge. Her stomach was determined to digest every last bit of her breakfast and it wasn't going to let any morsel escape its fate. However, after what felt like forever, he got the sphincter to open wide enough to let him through. At that moment, a gas bubble floated up from the stomach acid below and pushed Blake through the exit he had made and up his mother's throat, until ...

*URRRRRRRP!*

Blake was launched through the air, out of Claire's mouth, and onto her hand. When he looked over at his mother, the first thing he saw was her breasts, completely bare and soaked in water. The sight of Claire's naked chest made him blush and he diverted his gaze upward to see her wet face smiling mischievously at him.

"Well what do we have here?" Claire teased. "My little baby boy trying to spy on me in the shower?" She giggled as Blake's face turned redder and redder, and then she lowered him down to her belly and held him up to her belly button. Blake could hear the gurgling sounds of the stomach as it continued to digest her cereal. "This is where you're supposed to be," Claire continued, "safe and sound in mommy's belly." With her free hand, she gave her belly a couple of pats and Blake was forced to watch as each pat pushed the flesh of the belly inward for an instant only for it to spring back out.

Claire then slowly brought him back up, past her exposed breasts and up to her lips. Her tongue slid out and slowly ran over her lips, and then she smacked her lips as she eagerly anticipated getting to taste her delicious son again. "So, my yummy, yummy Blakey, get back in mommy's belly," she whispered slowly and seductively. She stuck her tongue out and licked Blake off of her hand, and then, with her son stuck to her tongue, she slowly withdrew it into her mouth and pressed her lips shut.

Once more, Blake was tossed around in Claire's mouth as her tongue was determined to taste every last bit of his body for a second time. Once more, the intermittent "Mmm"s he heard told him that his mother still found him delicious. Once more, after Claire was finished tasting him, he was forced unceremoniously down her throat. This time, however, instead of chewed-up cereal mixed in with milk, he landed in a bubbling pool of stomach acid.

*URP!*

"Mmm, you're just so tasty, Blake," he heard his mother say as he resigned himself to his fate.