Those who read the Chain Chomp vore one-shot may like this. Another Mario creature, but one I feel is a bit under-appreciated, the Piranha Pest. Far as I can tell, they only appeared in a handful of games, the first I believe is Yoshi's Story. I may be wrong, but that's the first game I encountered them in.
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I came back to the ranch after almost a month after the Chomp incident. Even though I told the manager that I was fine and no injuries, she insisted that I take a break for 'calming down from it'. I guess she was thinking for my health, which is quite nice of her. Still, back at the ranch and was heading for another spot for work; a greenhouse/dome for the…I think they're called, Piranha Pests? Yeah, that, as well as other living plants, thankfully just as tame as the rest of the unique beasts here.
As I approached the dome, there was what looked like a warning sign on the door leading inside. Looking at it, I read it to myself.
“Caution: Though a majority of the sentient plants inside are tame and harmless, be wary of the Piranha Pests that fly around the place. They may seem docile, but they will use their frog-like tongues to snatch up any potential food, including fellow workers. Don't let this discourage you though, since they don't have intent to harm those eaten.”
Below the warning was a picture of what they look like. They just look like a red-with-white-polka-dots bulb, as well as lips and what looks like a propeller on their rears. Shrugging a bit, I shifted my grip on the bucket of cleaning supplies and pushed the door open. I was greeted by the humidity inside, as well as a jump up in heat. Shrugging it off, I continued walking in, the door closing behind me as I made my way to the 'Pest Cleaning Station' just a bit further ahead.
After a bit of getting through the brush, some of it parting way for me, I managed to make it to the station. There wasn't exactly much, just a water pump for washing and rope for…I think, holding the Pests in place. Setting the bucket down, it was then that I heard something like a small engine. Stepping out and looking up, I saw something matching the description of the picture. It lazily flew around, the pitter-patter coming from the small propeller behind it.
Figuring that it was floating mainly with helium organs or something, I looked around for the one I had to clean, the owner of the place saying that it was the largest of them, being around my size. I walked around the place, having gotten what they would normally follow to eat, looking for the alpha Pest. Thankfully, none of the others seemed interested in the meat I had, making me think they only follow when called out to, which is a pretty good thing.
After a bit, I soon came across what looked like the 'home' of them, seeing dozens of them flying above. I groaned a bit, knowing that it'd be hard to spot the one I need to clean. Figuring just to humor my theory, I got out the bit of meat, holding it up.
“Here alpha…leader…whichever.” I called out in a rather bored manner.
To my surprise, some of them parted way to a larger Pest, showing that my theory worked. It slowly flew down to me, in which I heeded the warnings, starting to head back while keeping a respectable distance from it. I couldn't help but chuckle, seeing the human-sized bulb flying towards me, mainly for the meat I held out for it. I couldn't exactly tell, but I figured it wasn't angry or anything, seeing it hasn't made a growl-like sound during the trip.
After a bit, I made it back to the station, setting the meat on a platform provided, getting some rope ready, only to see that the ends of each rope had sandbags on them. I figured they were for keeping the Pest down on the ground so that cleaning it could be easier. Looking back to the Pest, I saw it turning in, flying towards the meat. It was then that I managed to see the frog-like tongue they had, seeing it shoot out and snap up the meat, reeling back just as quickly.
It was then that I took the chance, throwing one sandbag up and over the Pest, hearing it land on the other side while I set the second one down. There was enough to pull it down, but left just enough so it wouldn't press down on it. When it was weighed down to the ground, I heard it do a small meep, almost like that of a desert rain-frog, earning a chuckle from me on how cute it sounded. I heard it rev the propeller on it a bit, but it seemed that they weren't made for fast travel, only seeing it move an inch or two. Thankfully, it didn't slip from the grip made by the weighted rope.
After a bit, it stopped, the propeller coming to a halt but it seemed that it would allow me to continue, circling around it to the bucket. I went around the side with the propeller, seeing that I didn't exactly want to be a meal for it like the warning said if I went around the front. I got hold of the bucket, emptying it of the cleaning bottles and went to the water pump. I filled the bucket up with water, soon stopping as I put the soap and such in it. After mixing it around with a rag, I pulled it out and wrung the water out of it, looking to the leader Pest, walking up to its side.
I placed the rag on it, earning another meep from it, probably since it wasn't expecting it. I continued to wipe the surface of the plant-creature, cleaning any dirt off of it. I scrubbed mainly around the white circles on its body, cleaning them of any dirt they had on them. I would go and dunk the rag in the bucket from time to time, mainly to get it soaked again, as well as to clean any of the dirt off. I continued this, as well as stroking the body of the living plant thing, earning what I guess were purrs from it.
Smiling a bit from such, I continued stroking the bulbous body of the leader Pest, soon circling around again. However, I wasn't paying attention and ended up circling around the front of it. Before I could fully go past the front, I felt something wet and very sticky splat against my side. I only had a split second to look down before being yanked roughly to my side. A yelp came out from me, but was soon muffled by being quickly pulled into somewhere hot and humid, the lower half of my body sticking out.
It didn't take me long to realize what just happened, struggling wildly to try and get out, only to feel myself being pulled further in and into a bit of a short fleshy tunnel. My legs flailed outside, though up to my knees were all that was left out. I heard the Pest purr from my struggles, swallowing again to pull me further into it. I continued struggling, trying to escape from it but soon started to slide into a fleshy sac, much like the Chomp, though a bit bigger. I simply sighed and stopped squirming, letting myself slide in and curl up a bit, feeling my feet soon be enveloped by the throat, soon joining me in the stomach.
A bit of deja-vu was sweeping over, but it didn't exactly last as I suddenly felt extremely tired, my eyes almost sliding shut just as quickly, feeling myself…collapsing.
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I woke up later, laying on something soft and squishy. I could also hear the faint sound of… … …a propeller…? I looked around a bit, seeing that I was in the Pests stomach, but it seemed a lot larger. I slowly stood up, though tried to get my balance on the fleshy surface, only to be forced back down onto my back when the area tilted. I landed with an audible squish against the stomach walls, trying to get back up again but ended up falling on my face when the place leveled out again.
After getting up yet again, I instead sat down, not wanting to face-plant the walls again from a sudden change. I grew a bit bored of waiting, stroking the stomach walls a bit, earning a purr from the plant-creature. After a minute of stroking though, the stomach started to push me out rather quickly, not giving much time to fully react. In a few more seconds, I landed back on solid ground, hearing a burp from the Pest, though I stumbled from the speed of such, landing on my face yet again. Groaning, I pulled myself back up to a sitting position, rubbing my face to numb the pain.
A minute after, I felt a nudge against my back, making me jump and turn around, seeing the pest, but it was ten times larger than me. I quickly backed up, not wanting to be a snack, though slowly calmed down when I noticed that it wasn't trying to do such. I looked at the pest as I figured it was staring back, blinking every few seconds.
“So…” I started to try and break the silence. “You shrank…me?”
To my surprise, it 'nodded', answering my question.
“Is there a reason why?” I asked after, only to be met with no action from it. “Can…you grow me…” I was about to ask, but trailed off when I saw myself growing, like it was on cue.
A minute later and I was back to my normal size, looking at the leader pest. Blinking a bit, I looked down at it, slowly reaching out and placing a hand on its body, slowly stroking it and earning a purr from it. I couldn't help but smile a small bit, going around to its side and continuing to stroke, not wanting to be eaten and shrunk again. I continued petting it for a bit before stopping, looking and seeing the bucket that still had water in it.
Walking around, I got the bucket and emptied it, gathering the cleaning supplies. It was then that I kind of noticed that I wasn't covered in saliva or anything from being inside the Pest. Figured it was because of it being a plant and all, I looked to the Pest, seeing it looking to me, but not trying to eat me, which I calmed down a bit after noticing.
“Well, thanks for the stay and all, but I have to go.” I said to it, reaching out and rubbed it a bit.
When I finished, I started to head out, though stopped when I heard the sound of the propeller behind me. Looking back, I couldn't help but chuckle, seeing the leader Pest trying to follow me to the exit.
“Sorry big guy, but you can't come with me.” I told it, in which the Pest stopped.
It did a small meep, making me chuckle and think it wanted to come, in which I shook my head.
“I can't take you with me. The owner of the ranch wouldn't exactly agree with it.” I explained to it, in which it nodded again, starting to fly away back to the others.
I watched it go before continuing on, soon reaching the exit and pushed open the door, walking outside. This would be quite another explanation for the owner though…
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I came back to the ranch after almost a month after the Chomp incident. Even though I told the manager that I was fine and no injuries, she insisted that I take a break for 'calming down from it'. I guess she was thinking for my health, which is quite nice of her. Still, back at the ranch and was heading for another spot for work; a greenhouse/dome for the…I think they're called, Piranha Pests? Yeah, that, as well as other living plants, thankfully just as tame as the rest of the unique beasts here.
As I approached the dome, there was what looked like a warning sign on the door leading inside. Looking at it, I read it to myself.
“Caution: Though a majority of the sentient plants inside are tame and harmless, be wary of the Piranha Pests that fly around the place. They may seem docile, but they will use their frog-like tongues to snatch up any potential food, including fellow workers. Don't let this discourage you though, since they don't have intent to harm those eaten.”
Below the warning was a picture of what they look like. They just look like a red-with-white-polka-dots bulb, as well as lips and what looks like a propeller on their rears. Shrugging a bit, I shifted my grip on the bucket of cleaning supplies and pushed the door open. I was greeted by the humidity inside, as well as a jump up in heat. Shrugging it off, I continued walking in, the door closing behind me as I made my way to the 'Pest Cleaning Station' just a bit further ahead.
After a bit of getting through the brush, some of it parting way for me, I managed to make it to the station. There wasn't exactly much, just a water pump for washing and rope for…I think, holding the Pests in place. Setting the bucket down, it was then that I heard something like a small engine. Stepping out and looking up, I saw something matching the description of the picture. It lazily flew around, the pitter-patter coming from the small propeller behind it.
Figuring that it was floating mainly with helium organs or something, I looked around for the one I had to clean, the owner of the place saying that it was the largest of them, being around my size. I walked around the place, having gotten what they would normally follow to eat, looking for the alpha Pest. Thankfully, none of the others seemed interested in the meat I had, making me think they only follow when called out to, which is a pretty good thing.
After a bit, I soon came across what looked like the 'home' of them, seeing dozens of them flying above. I groaned a bit, knowing that it'd be hard to spot the one I need to clean. Figuring just to humor my theory, I got out the bit of meat, holding it up.
“Here alpha…leader…whichever.” I called out in a rather bored manner.
To my surprise, some of them parted way to a larger Pest, showing that my theory worked. It slowly flew down to me, in which I heeded the warnings, starting to head back while keeping a respectable distance from it. I couldn't help but chuckle, seeing the human-sized bulb flying towards me, mainly for the meat I held out for it. I couldn't exactly tell, but I figured it wasn't angry or anything, seeing it hasn't made a growl-like sound during the trip.
After a bit, I made it back to the station, setting the meat on a platform provided, getting some rope ready, only to see that the ends of each rope had sandbags on them. I figured they were for keeping the Pest down on the ground so that cleaning it could be easier. Looking back to the Pest, I saw it turning in, flying towards the meat. It was then that I managed to see the frog-like tongue they had, seeing it shoot out and snap up the meat, reeling back just as quickly.
It was then that I took the chance, throwing one sandbag up and over the Pest, hearing it land on the other side while I set the second one down. There was enough to pull it down, but left just enough so it wouldn't press down on it. When it was weighed down to the ground, I heard it do a small meep, almost like that of a desert rain-frog, earning a chuckle from me on how cute it sounded. I heard it rev the propeller on it a bit, but it seemed that they weren't made for fast travel, only seeing it move an inch or two. Thankfully, it didn't slip from the grip made by the weighted rope.
After a bit, it stopped, the propeller coming to a halt but it seemed that it would allow me to continue, circling around it to the bucket. I went around the side with the propeller, seeing that I didn't exactly want to be a meal for it like the warning said if I went around the front. I got hold of the bucket, emptying it of the cleaning bottles and went to the water pump. I filled the bucket up with water, soon stopping as I put the soap and such in it. After mixing it around with a rag, I pulled it out and wrung the water out of it, looking to the leader Pest, walking up to its side.
I placed the rag on it, earning another meep from it, probably since it wasn't expecting it. I continued to wipe the surface of the plant-creature, cleaning any dirt off of it. I scrubbed mainly around the white circles on its body, cleaning them of any dirt they had on them. I would go and dunk the rag in the bucket from time to time, mainly to get it soaked again, as well as to clean any of the dirt off. I continued this, as well as stroking the body of the living plant thing, earning what I guess were purrs from it.
Smiling a bit from such, I continued stroking the bulbous body of the leader Pest, soon circling around again. However, I wasn't paying attention and ended up circling around the front of it. Before I could fully go past the front, I felt something wet and very sticky splat against my side. I only had a split second to look down before being yanked roughly to my side. A yelp came out from me, but was soon muffled by being quickly pulled into somewhere hot and humid, the lower half of my body sticking out.
It didn't take me long to realize what just happened, struggling wildly to try and get out, only to feel myself being pulled further in and into a bit of a short fleshy tunnel. My legs flailed outside, though up to my knees were all that was left out. I heard the Pest purr from my struggles, swallowing again to pull me further into it. I continued struggling, trying to escape from it but soon started to slide into a fleshy sac, much like the Chomp, though a bit bigger. I simply sighed and stopped squirming, letting myself slide in and curl up a bit, feeling my feet soon be enveloped by the throat, soon joining me in the stomach.
A bit of deja-vu was sweeping over, but it didn't exactly last as I suddenly felt extremely tired, my eyes almost sliding shut just as quickly, feeling myself…collapsing.
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I woke up later, laying on something soft and squishy. I could also hear the faint sound of… … …a propeller…? I looked around a bit, seeing that I was in the Pests stomach, but it seemed a lot larger. I slowly stood up, though tried to get my balance on the fleshy surface, only to be forced back down onto my back when the area tilted. I landed with an audible squish against the stomach walls, trying to get back up again but ended up falling on my face when the place leveled out again.
After getting up yet again, I instead sat down, not wanting to face-plant the walls again from a sudden change. I grew a bit bored of waiting, stroking the stomach walls a bit, earning a purr from the plant-creature. After a minute of stroking though, the stomach started to push me out rather quickly, not giving much time to fully react. In a few more seconds, I landed back on solid ground, hearing a burp from the Pest, though I stumbled from the speed of such, landing on my face yet again. Groaning, I pulled myself back up to a sitting position, rubbing my face to numb the pain.
A minute after, I felt a nudge against my back, making me jump and turn around, seeing the pest, but it was ten times larger than me. I quickly backed up, not wanting to be a snack, though slowly calmed down when I noticed that it wasn't trying to do such. I looked at the pest as I figured it was staring back, blinking every few seconds.
“So…” I started to try and break the silence. “You shrank…me?”
To my surprise, it 'nodded', answering my question.
“Is there a reason why?” I asked after, only to be met with no action from it. “Can…you grow me…” I was about to ask, but trailed off when I saw myself growing, like it was on cue.
A minute later and I was back to my normal size, looking at the leader pest. Blinking a bit, I looked down at it, slowly reaching out and placing a hand on its body, slowly stroking it and earning a purr from it. I couldn't help but smile a small bit, going around to its side and continuing to stroke, not wanting to be eaten and shrunk again. I continued petting it for a bit before stopping, looking and seeing the bucket that still had water in it.
Walking around, I got the bucket and emptied it, gathering the cleaning supplies. It was then that I kind of noticed that I wasn't covered in saliva or anything from being inside the Pest. Figured it was because of it being a plant and all, I looked to the Pest, seeing it looking to me, but not trying to eat me, which I calmed down a bit after noticing.
“Well, thanks for the stay and all, but I have to go.” I said to it, reaching out and rubbed it a bit.
When I finished, I started to head out, though stopped when I heard the sound of the propeller behind me. Looking back, I couldn't help but chuckle, seeing the leader Pest trying to follow me to the exit.
“Sorry big guy, but you can't come with me.” I told it, in which the Pest stopped.
It did a small meep, making me chuckle and think it wanted to come, in which I shook my head.
“I can't take you with me. The owner of the ranch wouldn't exactly agree with it.” I explained to it, in which it nodded again, starting to fly away back to the others.
I watched it go before continuing on, soon reaching the exit and pushed open the door, walking outside. This would be quite another explanation for the owner though…
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