Pounding his fists repeatedly on the walls of Chloe’s stomach hadn’t done Blake any good. Either she couldn’t feel his struggles, or she had no intention of letting him out. Acids started pouring into the organ, and Blake, too fatigued to keep fighting for his life, fell backward into the bubbling lake before blacking out.

Chloe looked down at her bare belly, rubbing it with one hand. “Aww, no need to go limp, little guy! You’ll be fine!”

Blake slowly, groggily awoke, uncertain how much time had passed since he’d passed out inside Chloe. He could see the outside world again, but for some reason he couldn’t move much! Everything felt oddly tight. The mage’s vision adjusted, and he found himself looking at the reflection of Chloe’s midriff in the mirror…

”Oh crap..!” Blake realized. “I’ve been digested and absorbed into her abdominal muscles! Chloe, HELP!!” He then proceeded to squirm as much as possible, causing tiny vibrations in the skin of Chloe’s exposed tummy.

Does Chloe notice Blake’s little movements within her abs? And if so, will she even help him?