Jill cried out in agony as she felt a burning on her entire body. The burning was espcially excrutiating on her front. Her midsection was forced to rubbed against the stomach wall which felt to her like it was being rubbed against white-hot sandpaper. She yelled as she felt the acids coating her body. She struggled and tried to escape but the stomach walls pressed against her to tight and she couldn't move enough to try to escape.

She cried as a new wave of hopelessness and pain washed over her. It was fairly dark but enough light penetrated Ms. Mason's stomach were a faint red-orange glow illuminated her digestive chamber. She could see some of her skin and realized that she was being slowly dissolved. She knew about digestion but now that she was experiencing it-.

“Please!” She cried out in desperation. Ms. Mason just chuckled and patted her belly.

“Now, now Jill just keep digesting.” She let out another chuckle as Jill gasped in pain as more digestive juices coated her body. She coughed and gagged as a bit of the digestive acids got into her mouth and burned her throat.

“Ahhh, pleees!” She screamed. Meanwhile her thighs were being marinaded in burning acids as well and Jill's navel was filled with acid. Her hair was slick with acids and her entire body was on fire. “NO!” She yelled trying to escape again. Unfortunately for her her struggles only increased the intensity of the acids. It continued unabated for hours. Jill couldn't fall asleep with the pain so intense and she cried. She could barely move her fingers due to the digestion, the tips of them had gone mercifully numb. Her back felt as though it was put against a blow torch and her belly-. Her belly felt as though someone was rubbing sandpaper against her stomach while laying a glowing white-hot piece of metal against her stomach.

Meanwhile Ms. Mason rested and enjoyed the squirms and cries of her meal as she sipped a bit of wine and read a book. Miss Bondad's digestion was going well and Miss Mason was in ectasay. She patted her stomach and closed her eye, enjoying a message that Jill's struggles were giving her. Meanwhile the gurgles of her stomach made her feel better and humans that could Vore had faint taste buds in their stomach, meaning even now she could taste her succulent meal.

After twelve hours of digestion Jill knew all hope was loss. She was cramped and the burning had gotten worse, not better. The air was stale, hot and smelly. Acid ran down her back and coated her stomach. She cried. She was an innocent, smart young girl that had never done anything bad. Why did Miss Mason decide to eat her. She didn't have many tears and coughed again as more acid got in her mouth.

It felt as though the top layer of skin from her belly had been dissolved, and her legs were starting to dissolve as well now. She missed her family, friends and the boy she wanted to go out with. Now she knew the only remains of her would be flushed to the sewers. Or kept as smelly mementos of her demise. She spasmed from the pain and realized most of the skin was gone from her fingers, and at the tips the bone was now being dissolved.

She sighed as she finally realized that her entire body was going to be turned into nutrients for her devourer. Her flesh and muscle was all going to be dissolved and turned into protein and enzymes. She moaned as waves of pain again washed over her. It was unending.

There was no sleep for her that night as her body was soaked in juices. It was hell. The skin of her midsection had been dissolved and and now her abdomen muscle was being soaked in acids and her muscle was becoming proteins. She cried in agony and her chest had acid run down it and she felt the skin on her thighs be completely dissolved. Her face was also burning and acid filtered down her hair and burned her scalp. The poor latina had another spasm as she got a mouthful of acid and could barely breath.

When she got her breath back her stomach was on fire on the inside as well on the outside. Over the course of the day she struggled to try to find a ray of hope, but found none. Half way through the second day inside the agonizing stomach she much of her skin had been dissolved and the muscle and tissue on her arms, cheeks, midsection, legs and arms were being dissolved. The bones on her hands and feet were being slowly dissolved.

Miss Mason wobbled to her bed and decided to enjoy her day off digesting the young latina meal and watching t.v. “Enjoying the digestion?” She asked Jill while she patting her stomach.

“Please!” Jill screamed. “Please!” Ms. Mason let out a cackle as a response. Jill's entire body was submerged in a white-hot fire. Once her skin was dissolved her muscle was dissolved quicker. Her abdomen was being dissolved and her shoulder bones were being slowly revealed. Her scalp was burning. Her body was cramped even though her dissolving skin actually gave her some room to move. She tried to get out of her vertical hogtie put was overpowered by a spike of pain. She let out a long cry. The pain just kept getting worse and worse.

Another night past without sleep and she felt herself slipping into darkness, but the burning acids kept her from that mercy. Her abdomen had been mostly dissolved. Jill was able to finally get out of the cramped hogtie but it was a moot point by now.

“How did you sleep?” Miss Mason asked evilly. Jill moved what remained of her hands and realized just how much of her body and been turned into a nutritious soup.

“Oh my god I can feel my ribs! Please Miss Mason, please! Mercy!” She yelled. Miss Mason just rubbed her belly again.

“Soon Jill, soon.”

Jill found it hard to breath. Her skin had been dissolved along with much of her muscle. She wanted to fall into a sleep. She felt the stomach churn her body. She knew her destiny was to be a piece of meat. A mexican dinner for one of her teachers. Her young, good-looking body was digested into nutrients for Miss Mason. She felt the pain climax as her abdomen was completely dissolved. Then she mercifully lost consciousness.