Tabitha had already been assaulted by the horrible sensory experience in the waste product of her 'hostess' when all of a sudden everything squeezed tight around her, forcing the tiny thief to have to actually swallow some of it just so she could breathe again, then came the tears...the humiliation and disgust completely overwhelming her as the tiny woman broke down.  What would her new owner do to her?  Swallow her repeatedly...if so then she may end up spending days inside her new owner's digestive tract, the thought making her shudder with terror.  Would her new owner scrub her clean or just give her a bath of urine...the reality of everything was now setting in, whomever bought her would own her life and the little things she'd worried about being forced to do previously seemed almost like nothing compared to what was happening just now...Tabitha just wanted out of here...she didn't care if she ended up in the toilet, a jar...or whatever place Juliet decided to release her, she just wanted to no longer be inside someone's body and so...she just cried, and cried until eventually the tears stopped flowing from her eyes.