You give a shrug and take the vile. Your stomach has started to thrash. Layla must have heard what was planned for her. Being digested and guaranteed to come back is one thing, but being digested permanently isn't exactly a desireable idea to her. You drink the liquid down and the girls cheer your achievement before leading you to a room to sit and digest your meal.
The girl inside you takes to slamming her fists wildly at the thick stomach walls, but only succeeds in aiding your digestive system's efforts by wearing herself out. Before long her movements have gotten slower, and eventually they stop completely. Her form loses it's rough edges and becomes more soupy. Soon you are patting your flat stomach having rid yourself of the last remnants of Layla.
You leave the room and find that Sally has brought up a few girls to wait for you. She informs you that they'll be deciding who has you as their roommate, and you suddenly remember that the women are the bosses of this house.
Four women stand before you. From left to right:
A medium height, black girl with short, straight hair is standing cockily in a pair of leather pants that hug her large hips and a white, long-sleeved dress shirt that hangs open to reveal her rather small cleavage. She seems to be scowling at you.
A bubble gum chewing, bleach-blond is twirling her shoulder-length hair in one finger. She's eyeing you carefully, but not with much intelligence. Her D-cup breasts press tightly against a white tank top and her red skirt is just a little too short.
Yet another strange, nearly anime-like girl. She has a long braid of purple hair that hangs down to halfway down her calves. She wears a blazer and plaid skirt, and is of average build. Her eyes are red. She seems interested in you.
The last girl is a short brunette girl. Everything about her screams book nerd. She has large, round glasses and short, round hair. Her breasts are of generous size, but not too large. Her skin is very pale and she seems a bit nervous.
Who will pick you?
