The low gurgling in the cells around him brought more details back to Blake.

He'd heard that rumbling right after he'd summoned the mysterious entity. He'd tried to dart away - but even after making a lot of progress with his tiny legs, he found himself snatched right up from the ground. This summoned girl's sticky tongue lunged out for him, and he was stuck. He struggled in the mouth as she coated him with saliva, not even chewing (he wasn't even sure she had teeth). A simple press from that squirmy muscle, and he fell down the esophageal tract.

Her insides were full of sloppy walls, pulsating and gushing with acid, and... flies?

Riiiiibbbit.

Even without eyes, in an ab fat format, Blake could see that woman he summoned in his mind's eye. A bright green skin, unlike any human. It got yellowish around her belly - where he was located, kicking and shifting about. It wasn't all that chubby, yet it felt like there were rows and rows of fatty sacs on her. Prominent, bulging thighs, with green stripes that made them look even more immense; built for bouncing. Bright pink cheeks in a blush, a magenta bikini thinly covering her decency (if supernatural entities like her had any) and a big pink flower blooming on a lilypad-like hat covering a dark bob-cut hair.

He knew this from his recent memories of being eaten. And from the mirror right in front of him - where she displayed his position. HIS mirror; they were still in his room. He gasped for air; only to find air filling the pockets around him in the abdominal tissue, stretching around him. The reflection distorted and bulged with her croaks, like a pond with ripples.

"Yep." The flat, dry, quiet voice contrasted the wet and noisy cacophony within her belly. "That's you in there. Not easy being green, huh?"

Blake's small portion of biomatter thrashed about in place. "Hey! Let me out! This is - that's my body! My room! Get out!"

She gave a quick SLAP to her gut with webbed hands. The bounding and jiggling in her ab muscle got even worse. It felt like Blake was being sent up and down an elevator at high speeds - and elevator with humid, padded, rubbery walls. "You invited me in, though. And you can't invite me in without food. When I see something tiny moving, my mouth just instantly goes 'bug' and slurps it up."

As he recovered, Blake panted out: "That - that wasn't what I meant! I didn't invite you, I don't even know your name!"

Suddenly, he was sent up again - soaring in the air, feeling the humble gut sinking slightly... and landing with a POUND, making an earthquake in his restricted area. She'd jumped to his bed. "Lily. That's me. Nice pad here. Guess it's mine, too."

Blake struggled to find any solid footing in the warbling mass. "You can't just - I didn't sign any contracts for this."

"Ooh. That looks cool..." Something caught Lily's attention in the room...