The clanging of plates, mixed with wooden utensils of some sort, and busy steps... This was a bustling restaurant, or at least a food stall. The language was something Blake couldn't quite make out - both the host and his own "host" conversing in it - but from the shifting tones, he could make out that it was Chinese.

And there was a platter of something right in front of her - past impenetrable, toned walls of abdominal flesh. Sometime in his rest, Chun-Li had to have changed to a more casual outfit. It seemed, from his limited telepathy, to be a blue-and-gold top, exposing his general surrounding region of flesh - with a long stretch of comfy pants below.

GLULP

A massive object entered her mouth above, just like how Blake himself had been processed. Bits of meat and vegetable rained down, churned past the undulating esophagus. The gradual flow shook his position, making the stomach wall bulge out and rub him from behind. He felt completely compressed, each of the continual movements pinning him into the gelatinous, wet expanse as the food kept falling in a saliva-coated storm.

Chun-Li herself poked at the region. "Awww, not moving quite as much now, are you?"

"Please, I need to get out..." The boy murmured.

"Too late!" She laughed, taking another chomp of her food. There was a slurping noise, too - as a lengthy substance entered her lips, snaking down with barely a chew. Between her mastication, he could make out her breaths and voice: "I bet you want a taste of these dumplings and noodles, right? Well, try your best and enjoy the nutrients from them, they should be coming soon!"

He was completely immobile against the force of wet Chinese food entering the woman's stomach. From her duties in Interpol, she had to burn through a lot of energy - and he could practically feel himself burning up right there, pinned between muscular tissue and the slowly-expanding stomach mass. There was barely room to breathe, and - from the few remaining senses he had - everything had a savory, salty odor to it. It was driving him insane, with the slow gurgles surrounding.

Chun-Li squealed a little. "Don't worry. Nobody can hear you... So think of this as a private little dinner date!"

Blake would've turned red, if he weren't already bright pink thanks to the cellular structure.

After Blake was subjected to many, many more sickening gulps, the trickle of food teasing him and tormenting his mind...