<blockquote><div><cite>bubble_dragon wrote:</cite>Fiana giggled at Chris's response, relaxing on the couch. She felt her meal as he moved around inside her, which felt delicious. She could sense her stomach acids flowing, and digestion start to take place as he stopped moving. Any moment now... yes... any moment... he'd reform, looking rather dazed but intact right beside her right now... What was taking so long?<br/><br/>She pushed her hands against her belly, starting to sweat as she felt the squishy texture of the meal within. He was half dissolved, he should have already reappeared. He couldn't still be alive, let alone conscious. Her body continued to churn and digest the body inside her, she could feel bones poking the surface of her stomach. Worry was turning to panic, had the potion gone wrong somehow? Or was it a dud?<br/><br/>She sat up in a fit of nerves, which caused her shrinking belly to wobble with secondary harmonics. Please, she hadn't meant to hurt him, quite the opposite. He'd trusted her to take care of him... She was willing him to reappear.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>As Chris churned away inside of her his conciousness went somewhere different altogether, almost if he was dreaming again. But this was different. This wasn't a horrible nightmare. It wasn't a good dream though, either. He felt himself just...floating. He wasn't really looking at anything in particular, either. So it wasn't really a dream, it was just...limbo. He blinked as his vision suddenly shifted to the scene inside his apartment, with Fiana looking absolutely terrified as she stared at her belly. Suddenly the slight cloudiness went and-<br/>THUD!<br/>He landed arse-first on the floor of his apartment, completely naked, thoroughly dazed but, yes, completely intact. "...The fuck?" He blinked woozily at Fiana and her belly before he saw the faint outline of his bones inside of her. His memories came rushing back then, and he noticed the look of horror on her face. "...did something happen?"