Waking from her peaceful slumber with a yawn, Citrine gently prodded her stomach to check on her abdominal passenger. "Morning, Blake! Did you sleep well?"

"As well as I could with your stomach gurgling all night to process my soda form, I suppose..." Blake replied, making his hostess chuckle sheepishly.

"Sorry about that, little guy. But don't worry, I'll get myself ready to head over to your dorm room right now. Breakfast can wait!"

While the pudgy nerd got out of bed and changed into her usual tank top and khakis, Blake internally sighed with relief. Citrine's abdomen was already fairly cramped for him; he couldn't imagine how tight it would get if she stuffed her chubby gut to the brim with food!

Now that she was fully prepared to help the absorbed mage, Citrine exited her house, got into her car, and made the fairly short drive back to Opal University. Parking in the closest lot, she then walked over to Blake's dorm building, through the halls, and to his door.

"Ah, crap..." Citrine cursed her luck.

"What's wrong?" Blake asked.

"I forgot, I don't have a key to your room!"

"It's alright, I sorta...forgot to lock it before I transformed..."

Not bothering to question the mage within her belly muscles, Citrine opened the door and made her way to a black, ancient-looking tome on the dresser. "This is your spellbook, right?"

If he could blush, Blake would be beet-red. "Y-yes...there should be an escape spell in..."

Citrine proceeded to open the mystical book and was immediately enraptured by the spells on each of its pages. "Ooh, an invisibility charm! That could come in handy!"

"Citrine, please, focus! The restoration spell is on page 42!" Blake piped up, squirming around in an attempt to help his captress concentrate on freeing him.

It took a few seconds of dreamily imagining what she could do with magic, but Citrine finally snapped out of it and turned to the aforementioned page as requested. She took a good look at the spell's instructions and incantations...