Walk into her hand and offer yourself to her

“Alright, I give up,” you say, stepping out from under the coffee table and into Mina’s waiting hand.

She wraps her fingers around you and lifts you off the ground, eyeing you skeptically. “That wasn’t a very good hiding place.” She smiles. “Were you just trying to get caught?”

“Yes,” you admit, blushing sheepishly.

“Well, thank you for being a man who knows his place,” she laughs, then quickly chomps your upper half into her mouth, painting your face and chest with her tongue as her rubbery teeth grind at your waist.

After the initial shock wears off, the thrill of being in a giant human mouth sets in. You rub Mina’s giant tongue with your face and hands as she hungrily slurps and savors you. After a few minutes of this, she begins to chew - pushing your torso from cheek to cheek and squeezing you with her rubbery molars.

The excitement now has you fully aroused, and you can feel the tip of your growing member brushing against Mina’s bottom lip as she chews you. She laughs a haughty, deafening laugh as she notices your arousal, then pushes you in just a bit deeper so she can fondle you with the tip of her tongue.

You can feel that your head is near her throat now, and you can feel her uvula rubbing the back of your head. Although you can’t see it, you know that Mina’s esophagus is right in front of you, and that at any moment she could send you sliding deep inside her and there’s nothing you can do to stop her.

This thought, combined with the sensations all around you and Mina’s relentless lapping at your privates, pushes you over the edge. You shudder with orgasm, exploding onto her tongue.

Mina moans a deafening “mmm” all around you, then quickly tilts her head upward while you’re still reeling from the aftershocks. Your ears pop from the suction as she gulps, forcing your head and shoulders into her rubbery throat.

You sigh and go limp as the aftershocks subside, offering no resistance as her powerful throat muscles pull you down inch by inch. You feel her esophagus engulfing your waist and legs and feet and pushing you down past her wooshing lungs and her thumping heart. Finally, you feel a cascade of cool bubbly liquid around you as she chases you with the rest of her drink.

The liquid lubricates you enough to speed up the last leg of your journey, and you quickly push through Mina’s cardiac sphincter and into her surprisingly well-lit stomach. After splashing into the pool of wine and mixed drinks and disintegrating pub food at the bottom of the pink chamber, you quickly sit up and get your bearings.

The stomach is big enough that you can sit up or lie down comfortably, but too small for you to stand. There’s a bit more headroom by the entrance, so you turn yourself around until you’re sitting under the sphincter.

In the roof near the sphincter is the source of the light - a round, black device about the size of your head mounted into the stomach lining. It must be one of those intracom devices they’re always advertising in the back pages of those vore magazines you certainly don’t read. So this is what they look like up close.

“I see you like my GTC-9000,” says Mina’s voice over the loudspeaker.

“You can?” You say, waving at the device. “Is there a camera in this thing?”

“Oh yes,” Mina laughs. “It’s a top-of-the-line gastrotainment center. Camera, music player, disco lighting - it’s even got free wi-fi and a charging station for my belly guests.”

“I see,” you say. “Sounds expensive.”

“It would be,” Mina says, “but the brand is a sponsor of my Photogram channel, so I got a pretty sweet deal on mine. By the way - you should wave hello to my followers.”

“Your what?” you gasp.

“My Photogram followers,” Mina laughs. “Your digestion is being livestreamed right now to 30,000 people. Isn’t that fun?”