My body probably won’t even be noticeable once it’s trapped within the confines of your gut. The bulging, swollen outline of my figure beneath your tightly stretched flesh will probably be completely buried beneath the thick layers of soft, plushy flab. My entire form shall be completely engulfed and hidden away by the large, pudgy dome of lard, barely able to move or struggle as the hot, squishy walls of thick, soft, fatty flesh weigh down on my twitching body. I’ll be helplessly trapped within your fat gut, and nobody would even notice or be any wiser

You’ll likely be able to go about the rest of your day relatively undisturbed, and you’ll be the only one who knows that your enormous gut is carrying a secret cargo, that your belly is much more than just simply fat.

Your stomach probably will start emitting low, ominous growls and rumbles as begins to get to work on my, trembling, twitching body. It would be terrifying and amazing at the same time.

I can just imagine how wonderful it’ll feel to go about your day, walking around like things are completely normal, each step jiggling and wobbling my fleshy prison as it ravenously gurgles and groans around me, preparing to add me to the thick, warm lard which engulfs and hides me so efficiently.