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This isn't my story, I asked for permission from the guy-who agreed, as long as I have him credit. I'm linking his story here: archiveofourown.org/works/2176… and in the description.

Canada's stomach growled again, and she clutched her stomach even as she looked at five shrunken female nations: Ukraine, America, Belarus, Belgium, and Seychelles. "Come on big sis!" America said, her blue eyes shining with a fierce strength of will and determination. "Just gobble us up already! We'll be able to hold you over."

"We will," Belgium said, a smile on her face and light in her eyes.
"B-but I can't!" Canada said, even as her free hand twitched towards the shrunken, nude females. "W-what if I d-digest you?"
Ukraine smiled. "Then we'll happily spend the rest of time as nothing more than pudge somewhere on your body," her girlfriend said. "And if you end up not digesting us, we'll be more than happy to fill you up when you're hungry again." Ukraine added. Her stomach groaned again, demanding nourishment and food.
"Heck," Seychelles said, "if it helps you, we'll all be squirming inside you." It did help her a little bit...she was feeling awfully hungry after all.
"And," Belarus added, "if it helps you some more, we'll tap on the stomach walls if we're being digested." Okay, that helped her a lot. Before she even knew it, all five female nations were standing on her outstretched hand, all of them beaming up at her. Gently, but hesitantly, she moved her hand up to her mouth, but froze. She couldn't digest them, they were her family!
Her family. Seychelles was the little sister who wasn't actually born into the family but brought in through she and America, Ukraine was her girlfriend, America was her younger sister, Belarus was America's girlfriend, Belgium was Seychelles's...she could do this, Canada reminded herself, and began to tip her hand back some, but the fear in her violet eyes gave away her nervousness.
So her family, as mixed as they were, lay down on her hand, smiles on their faces as they chuckled amongst each other. It was like that DeviantArt game where the player used two arrows of where to tip the hand so the person on the hand would slip into the mouth, and, subsequently, down the throat into a likely digestion. Except this time the 'player' wouldn't be digesting anyone, Canada vowed as her small, but admittedly makeshift family slid one by one into her mouth.
Ukraine was the first, and her taste was delicious! Hesitantly, Madeleine swallowed, tracing Katyusha's path into her empty, growling gut with her free hand. Maria, who was the little sister she'd brought with her from France, was next, and, just like Ukraine had been, was delicious. Canada traced Seychelles's path into her gurgling, moaning stomach with her free hand, looking toward Amelia, Natalya, and Laura next.
She couldn't swallow them one at a time, her stomach demanded she swallow them all simultaneously. So Madeleine gently pushed them into her mouth carefully, making sure she didn't accidentally impale them on one of her teeth. Then she swallowed, regretting that decision as her throat uncomfortably bulged out as America, Belarus, and Belgium were pushed down her throat at the same time.
But still, she traced their path into her belly with her hand, sighing when they arrived in her stomach. Madeleine still gasped when they began squirming eagerly, and she gently placed her hand on her finally full gut, as Ukraine easily relaxed into the side of the stomach wall she was laying on-which happened to be the side that Canada placed her hand on.
"Thanks for this," she smiled, and, after making sure her acids weren't deadly, went to sleep, one hand on her stomach.