Josie kicked against her prison walls as the slippery tentacles continued to vigorously rape all her orifices, squirting wet agony up inside her.
"Oooooooooooooooooooohhh.. Oooooh ooooh... aaah!!!!" she screetched as the last of her skin blistered away, leaving all her muscles exposed.
As she strained hard, trying to squeeze out the intruders with nothing more than the power of her abdominal muscles, she could feel something go horribly wrong in her stomach as something vital broke inside her.
"Naaa... Naaa. Nooo... Nah... uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrggggggggggggghhhhhh, she grunted as her enormous, weakened belly gave way, and popped open like an overripe fruit. Josie spurted her guts forth in convulsive squirts. They plopped into the bottom of the stomach with a bloody splash.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugggggggggggggggghhh" rattled Josie as she continued to violently abort her sloppy intestines into the drink. The pain was unbearable, unlike anything she would have ever conceived. Every inch of her being was on fire.

Soon Josie will be dead like her daughter Samantha, all of her friends, and her lover Max. She is absolutely helpless to stop what is coming. All she can do is shiver worthlessly in her burning, confined sack as it slowly churns the digesting mature woman into moaning organic pulp.
Exhausted, Josie slumps back and stops moving, and just waits and hopes for the sweet embrace of death to take her quickly.
She rattles incoherently as her final hours pass more slowly than she ever could have thought possible.

The pregnant girl doesn't die until acid fills the brain-dead bitch's lungs fill with acid, and she drowns in the acrid fluid.