By: enigmafox

"What?! But...but you promised! You said.."

"Think of me as something of an entrance exam. If I get you before you go to the nurse, you still get to be part of the school....but only as a part of me."

She works on some paperwork, logging your arrival and subsequent ingestion. You squirm, noticing the increased pressure from the stomach walls.

"I...you said....no, please...don't..."

A smile crosses her pretty lips as full digestion begins. Your struggles increase sharply as tingling enzymes are massaged into your skin, stinging your eyes and softening your flesh. A loud gurgle comes from the secretary's belly, and she belches again, entering the last words on your entrance profile: 'Fatally digested.'

"...ngh...hot....h-help...some...bo..dy.."

As your body softens, her stomach squeezes down, making you wince. It's awful, but you feel your feet slipping into a tighter tube of muscle below you. You're going into the secretary's intestines alive. Your whole body feels like silly putty, squashed and mashed as your legs enter her lower digestive tract.

Outside, she pushes her chair back some, chuckling as she admires her shrinking gut. Your legs hardly feel a thing, going numb as they turn to mush in her intestines. You whimper, and mercifully, fade from consciousness shortly after your hips pass down. By the time you reach her bowels, you're completely absorbed...there's not even any waste.

The secretary buttons up her now tighter jacket, sighs contently, and happily awaits the next student who might be a free lunch.