Some groceries get scanned and bagged others go straight to digestion. Plucked off the shelf without a second thought, you were never meant to make it to checkout. Just swallowed whole, sealed inside, and left to break down like any other meal. No name. No receipt. No way out. Your fate was decided the moment you slipped past my lips. Now? You’re nothing but a digesting mass, helplessly churning away, fulfilling your only purpose. Watch as your struggles fade, your body softens, and your form disappears completely. No refunds. No second chances. Just digestion in progress.