Yol isn't normally one to seek out prey of large size. Normally he's content to feed off whatever hapless humans wander in looking for their missing kin - but a dragon just strutting smugly into his turf like he owns the place? That simply wouldn't do!

There was surely just a twinge of regret as the Charizard unsuspectingly disappeared down his throat, forcibly smushed up into a stomach that should have been physically too small to contain him. Yol's tum, though, is always exactly as cramped as it needs to be, and fit the otherwise fearsome pokemon as though he were just a mere child. Come the next morning, his hubris would undo him... as well as the wolf's digestive juices, converting him into smushy fats that now mingle with every other creature Yol has ever devoured, still aware of their predicament but having no physical form to do anything about it. That'll teach 'im to trample all over the little wolf's lawn~.

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This picture was done by  PassionateInferno. Thanks again for being patient with me!