The faces of you and your crew turn pale after watching giant Mark's plump lips close and an audible gulp; sending two of your crew to their doom inside his stomach. He gives the trace of a smile as he rubs his neck, as if to trace the path the two entered him. Too frozen to move, a shadow descends over the jar as he leans towards the table again with an open hand.
Your crew scatters as the tips of his fingers pass the lip of it. However, you and the others failed to realize that you're in a glass enclosure. Many hit the invisible walls and slide down to the floor. As for you, your foot slips on the glass floor, causing you to fall and land on your back. But just before you can right yourself and run, Mark's fingers are upon you. You get carried out of the jar, seeing their frightened faces and hearing them shout for you for the last time.
The hand carries you close to the giant stripper's face. He gives a little smirk and chuckle before parting his lips. His mouth opens wide, revealing an unsettling cavern with large white teeth, a pulsing tongue, dripping walls, and the dark path to his throat. Just like the other two, you get flicked inside and land on his tongue. It carries you further inside as his mouth begins to close.
However, an idea pops into your head. You pull out a laser pistol. Prepping it to fire, you aim it at Mark's uvula in the back of his mouth. If you shoot it, he'll have to spit you out.
But the fading light from his closing mouth would only allow a small amount of time for you to get your aim right and hit your target.
You sweat bullets, but they don't matter as you're getting drenched in saliva. "Just need to make this shot..." you think to yourself.
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