You don't bother struggling, the troll has already won.
The troll laughs "Ha, no fight? Well an easy meal for me!"
He sits down quickly consuming your shoulders. You relax your arms knowing there is no point in fighting. Feeling his anus slid over your torso your fate is sealed. The troll stands grabbing your calf, forcing more of you into him. Finally with nothing left of you outside but your feet you feel him push them in, the sphincter closes behind you. As the cool outside air becomes a distant memory, you notice the heat of the troll's bowels is almost soothing, though the smells and dark substances around you are only a vision of your fate. You almost feel relaxed as the gentle muscles of the the troll contract, gliding you to your final place, the troll's stomach. The muscles finally break for a few seconds before pushing you into the stomach. The stale air within causes you to gag though the scalding bile causing you to scream. As the rest of you is shoved into the stomach you curl up into a ball. The acids waist no time disintegrating your clothing and most of you skin, exposing the tissues beneath. Screaming and writhing in pain you seem to please the troll, hearing his moaning and feeling him gently rubbing you through the stomach walls. After a few minutes the troll is finally tired of your pain burping out the little air you have.
