The dragon lets out a hearty chuckle. "Ho ho... You were a delicious little morsel you know that?"
"W-what?! Y-you can talk?! A-and why did you eat me?!"
The dragon rubbed its stomach. "Ho ho... I was hungry. Do you not eat when you are hungry little one?"
"I do i-its just..." You were at a strange position. Literally. You were inside of a dragon's stomach... and you were talking to this dragon! "Y-you didn't have to eat me! I don't wanna die!"
The dragon smiled devilishly. "Oh silly morsel. Isn't that what food is supposed to do? Die and make us stronger?"
"Y-yeah I guess b-but I have a life!"
"So do plants... and cows. and so do I! But when the time comes to eat.. someone has to go.. so is the way of life little morsel."
The dragon smiles and pats his full stomach. Inside you feel the dragon pat his stomach. Your wet fleshy prison moving around you. Some saliva drips onto your shoulder and you groan in disgust. The smell of burned meat and flesh fills the air around you. It is absolutely disgusting! The vile stench of his stomach's rotting contents are so gross! You press out against the wet, fleshy walls. "Please! Let me out! C-can't you find something else to eat?! I'll do anything! ANYTHING!"
"Anything?..." The dragon repeats.
"YES! Anything! Just don't eat me!"
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