It was late on a random weekday night, and you fell asleep on the couch. Exhausted from work, it was typical for you to pass out in front of the TV. You lay comfortably, sprawled on the couch, as your half-conscious roommate stumbled out from her bedroom into the common area. Seeking a late night snack, Jess doesn’t bother flicking on the lights as she stumbles through the darkness, walking past your sleeping form on her way to the kitchen.
 
 
You shift about in your sleep, dreaming happily as you hug your pillow. You bite your lip in your sleep and roll over, mildly perturbed by the movement passing by, but it is not enough to bring you back to consciousness.
 
 
Wearing nothing but an oversized t-shirt, Jess retrieves some cold pizza from the fridge, before heading to the couch to enjoy her treat before returning to bed. Tired and somewhat drunk, Jess was practically sleep-walking. You sense as she approaches again, but don't fully register the information. Oblivious to your presence, she reaches the couch, before making to lay down, her fat butt looming over your head.
 
 
The details are too foggy for you to register at first as you open your eyes, but as you try to focus them they grow wide, two plump cheeks filling your vision. Unsure whether to enjoy the view, and stay silent, or to speak up and warn Jess, you decide on the former. You keep your mouth shut, thinking that this was a once in a lifetime opportunity.
 
 
It certainly was, as you would soon come to regret. The large t-shirt offering no protection, Jess' full weight lands squarely on your head, driving your face directly up her crack. Unfortunately for you, your nose lined up perfectly with her anus, and the force of her dropping herself on top of you forces most of your head inside. As she shifts to become comfortable, seemingly oblivious to the fact that she isn’t sitting on fabric, she lays back, stretching her legs out across your body. The motion twists her around on your head, until the rest of your head slips inside with a wet SHLURP.
 
 
You begin to panic and scream at first, wailing at the tops of your lungs even though the chances your cries of terror would be able to wake your roomie from her drunken stupor were little to none. You had no better options as your wrists and upper body were pinned under the voracious ass, flailing and struggling with what parts of your body you could still move in a vain attempt to get Jess to notice and move off of you.
 
 
Unfortunately for you, rather than your efforts simply being in vain, they only assist in making things worse. Your screams are practically inaudible, muffled beneath smothering fat, only accomplishing a quiet "MMMPH!" Your squirming causes Jess' squishy butt to further descend, swallowing your neck and pushing down on your shoulders, threatening to take the apex of your width.
 
 
"Fuck, fuck, fuck! This is bad, this is NOT what I wanted!"
 
 
Panicking, you squirm as aggressively as you can manage pinned beneath Jess’ weight. In a cruel form of irony, the movement allows her to slurp up your shoulders, and she slips further down your torso.
 
 
By this point, Jess' ass has a firm grip on your body, and her muscles reflexively clench and release, dragging your body deeper. Unaware of the peril you are in, Jess happily munches on a slice of day-old pizza, barely awake enough to even taste it. By the time she finishes her first slice, most of your torso has made its way inside her shitpipe.
 
 
Your will to fight for your life becomes a rapidly fleeting memory as more of your body is consumed, reducing you to a quiet and willing butt snack, meekly crying out for help and murmuring to yourself about how nobody would ever find you. Closing your eyes tightly, you brace yourself for your final destination.
 
 
Her belly rapidly swelling to contain your body, Jess was vaguely surprised that she didn't feel like eating the rest of the slices of pizza she had taken. Feeling unusually satisfied in such a short amount of time, she left the rest of her food on the table beside the couch, and got up to head back to bed. She slowly waddled towards her door, your lower half sticking out from behind her.
 
 
You dismally try to impede your progress deeper into Jess’s ass as a last ditch effort, knowing soon there will be nothing left to identify you if you don’t make your stand here and now.
 
 
Your efforts accomplish nothing, as with each step, a little more of your legs slips inside your roomie's stinking hole. By the time she reaches her bed, only your legs remain outside her body. She turns to sit down, and your feet catch on the bed. Her weight once again propped on top of you, the rest of your legs slide inside. Jess lands sitting on the bed, only your feet still wedged between her cheeks, before flopping over to go back to sleep.
 
 
You cover your face and nose to give yourself some protection from the foul odors within the confines of Jess’ fetid guts, getting covered in a viscous anal mucus as your body makes its way through her intestines and on its way to her stomach.
 
 
"Somebody..help..please.."
 
 
You whisper meekly, sobbing softly as the end for you draws near.
 
 
Your feet slip inside as Jess gives a small toot, releasing gas as she sealed the last of your body within her depths. Slowly, you are pulled further and further through her fetid guts, disoriented as you follow the twists and turns of her digestive tract. As you go, you listen to the sound of squelching, and her heartbeat, until your head abruptly hits an obstacle. It slowly gives way, until your body is pressed through a tight sphincter, pushing you through until you find yourself forcibly curled within her tight, groaning stomach.
 
 
You sit in a fetal position with your face against your knees, feeling the warm, acidic pool of liquid surrounding your ankles and lower body. You know that this is the end for you. Surprisingly, it doesn’t feel as bad as you had expected, as if this was your destiny: to be a buttsnack.
 
 
Jess quickly falls back to sleep, none the wiser to having picked up an unwilling passenger. As she snores quietly, her belly begins to gurgle and churn loudly, as it starts work on breaking down it's meal.
 
 
You stay silent with your head pressed into your knees, as you feel a growing numbness across your body as it starts to dissolve away and add to the goopy soup that would be your remains mixed with the pizza that Jess had eaten. Knowing that your remaining time is imminently running out, you look up and utter your last words as the corrosive liquid is about to finish you off.
 
 
"I..am food.."
 
 
Jess' gurgling belly continues to squeeze down on you, the walls kneading acidic juices into you as your form slowly breaks down. A large gurgle rings out around you, and a moment later, Jess lets out a large BUUURP, before giggling sleepily and rolling over. The release of air causes her stomach to clench down on you hard, and your body comes undone, losing consciousness as you collapse into the digestive soup.
 
 
With the life snuffed out of your body, you succumb to your fate as nothing more than an unwilling butt snack as you become one with the warm pool of stomach acid, the only things left of you being your compacted bones.
 
 
Slowly, over the course of the rest of the night, your body is slowly pushed downward, back out the way you came. As you leave Jess' stomach, the shape of your form long having dissipated into the now perfectly round squishy mass, her gut slowly returns to its original size. The only sign of her unusually large meal being a slight addition to the padding on her ass. By the time morning comes, you are waiting by her backdoor, ready to be let out of her caustic depths.
 
 
As the morning ends and noon arrives, Jess finally opens her eyes groggily. She gives a big yawn, stretching, before getting up to go to the bathroom. She sits down on the toilet, before giving a big squeeze. The dark sludge that is all that remains of your body slides out of her just as easily as you had gone in, leaving a very large coil steaming in the bowl of the toilet.
 
 
"Phew, what did I eat? Ugh, I must have been midnight snacking again. God damnit, I can't stop myself from eating if I'm not even awake when I'm doing it. This is why I can't lose weight." she said, pouting.
 
 
Jess stands up, wipes, and flushes you away, before going to brush her teeth. She would only later realize that you had gone missing, but would never discover that you had been the stinking turd she had just sent down her drain.