She felt an unsettling tremor beneath her feet. The ground cracked as a massive figure emerged. She was about to be swallowed whole. A strange calm washed over her as she descended into the soft interior. She found herself in a confined space, her senses overwhelmed. The walls pulsed around her, a rhythmic beat. This was not the end but a beginning. She explored her new confines, finding comfort in the gentle pressure. The air was thick with the scent of her captor. Time lost all meaning as she drifted deeper. Her new home was both terrifying and alluring. She found herself contemplating the infinite space and her place in it. This was an experience unlike any other. A wolf woman observed her from afar, her eyes gleaming with hunger. Another shared her fate. She felt a primal instinct awaken within her. The shared experience forged a strange bond. A dragon girl joined their ranks, adding to the expanding community. Their captor was insatiable. Noel, a new arrival, found herself settling into the belly's rhythm. The digestion process was beginning. The internal landscape shifted and changed around them. It was a constantly evolving environment. A friend joined them, a familiar face in a strange place. Comfort found in companionship. They huddled together, sharing stories and comfort. The belly was now a refuge. A girl, now part of the same size vore, felt a new sense of belonging. This was her fate. The giantess's belly grew, a testament to her expanding collection. A bizarre and thrilling spectacle. More joined the internal world, a multi-same size vore comic becoming reality. An endless feast. Azazel, too, found herself absorbed into the ever-growing community. Her unbirth began. The group continued to grow, a collective of delicious souls. The giantess's hunger knew no bounds. The final image showed a contented giantess, her belly full. The multi-same size vore was complete.