Once you're sure you aren't being followed, you lie down and curl up for a nice nap, listening to your meal's sobs and the noisy gurgles of your eager stomach. The girl in your stomach soon passes out, and you soon after her, but when you awake in the morning, only one of you is still there, the massive bulge in your belly having gradually reduced to nothing.
Actually, you note with a grin as you look down at your shrunken belly, the human rogue isn't completely gone. There's still a small, firm bump in your abdomen, and you feel a building pressure in your backside. Not all of her is in your colon, though. Looking down, you see to your delight that your breasts have gotten bigger.
After you stand up and stretch, you hike up your skirt, squat down, and lift your tail. You grunt and push, and the sexy rogue starts to re-enter the world, though she's not nearly as cute after the trip through your intestines.
It takes a while to shit all of her out, but you don't mind. When you've squeezed out all of her, you turn around to admire your handiwork, a large pile of fertilizer with tiny bits of undigested bone mixed in.
You feel something hard and unpleasant in your stomach, making you a little queasy. You bend over and begin coughing as something comes up your throat. You spit out a hard lump, composed of the magical jewelry the rogue was wearing, several rings and a bracelet. Alas, they are all too small to fit you, but you take them anyway, deciding they'll make good proof when you brag to the others about your latest meal. You leave the smelly pile of former rogue behind and stalk off into the Duskwood.
