So during the last couple weeks of my undergrad education, my friend  JordilianVector wanted to give me some "motivation" to help with my studies, something along the lines of how well I did on an exam, he would in turn write me a story. With that in mind, I crushed that test and got an amazing piece to show it off. Thank you as always man, you're writing is fantastic~

Written by  JordilianVector
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His Biggest Fan

Muffled camera flashes echoed outside along with the voices ceaselessly yelling out questions one after another. Journalists and fans alike were cluttering and crowding around Incineroar, none of them aware of the little secret hiding within their idol's maw. To his credit the wrestler was exceptionally good at hiding it; articulating himself well as he interacted with his audience with casual effortlessness and never once betrayed the fact that he had a human tucked behind his cheek.

Jayden sat there, covered in saliva and feeling the world around him vibrate with every single word the giant cat spoke. It was humbling to imagine how it looked from the outside, just how easy Incineroar made it seem. And as if that wasn't enough, every now and again the giant wrestler would sneak his tongue closer and lap at the little man, curling it around his arms and tugging at it playfully all while the sight remained completely inconspicuous from the outside.

"What is it that keeps you so passionate for wrestling, sir?" One of the journalists from the crowd shouted.

Incineroar's mouth spread in a genuine albeit cocky smile, giving him just enough time to tuck Jayden back into his hiding spot with nothing more than a single flick of his tongue. "The support and adoration of my fans, of course."

Suddenly one of the organizers cut in between the wrestling cat and the crowd. "Alright, that's all the time we have for today. Thank you for coming tonight and we look forward to your next visit." He announced earning a few groans from the audience.

A flurry of flashes burst out again as Incineroar winked and pointed outwards at the crowd before taking his leave. He smiled to himself as we went backstage; he enjoyed his life, loved the attention that came with being a celebrity but even then there was somebody whose company he enjoyed even more than that of a crowd of adoring fans.

The pokemon reached into his mouth, jaws parting with a sloppy wet noise as a pair of fingers moved in and plucked Jayden from behind his cheek, pulling the slobbering disoriented tiny out into the open with a chuckle. "Hey." He greeted. "How was the interview, little man?"

Jayden made a series of noises as he tried to wipe the spit from his eyes. "Ughh..." He shook his hand and smiled at the enormous pokemon. "Never better, big guy." The human assured. "Never better."

"Good." Incineroar acknowledged the little guy's reaction with a nod, never looking away from the door ahead of him. A swing and he found himself in the empty locker room, sitting down and smirking as he pressed the human into his chest fur and breathed out. "Hope the crowd wasn't too scary for you."

"Ooh Incineroar..." Jayden mouthed dreamily as his tiny hands placed themselves on the fire kitty's chest, kneading at the warm fur-covered flesh. "The crowd was the last thing on my mind."

Leaning back in his seat and allowing himself a loud groan of relief Incineroar pressed little Jayden tight against his pecs. "As it should be, with me around." He said and slowly, cautiously rolled the tiny human down along his body until Jayden ended up right over the big cat's abdomen.

The little guy would feel the heat radiating both from the wrestler's body and from the majestic fire belt that rested just beneath him, practically lapping at his legs. Though it wasn't burning heat, but rather pleasant warmth that soothed the little guy and reminded him why he was happy he made the choice to stay with Incineroar.

The human would feel strong yet soothing vibrations coming from beneath as the giant kitty erupted in a fierce crescendo of purring. As if to compound the sensation, the wrestler lay a giant hand over Jayden, covering him whole with the large palm pressed him deeper into the fur.

"Wanna go on the other side of all that muscle, short stuff?" Incineroar asked with a smirk, nudging at the little guy’s back with an outstretched finger, moving it up and down, pushing the little man inward.

“How could I ever say no?” Jayden chimed as he looked up at his idol with an adoring, genuinely loving gaze.

Incineroar regarded the tiny with a smirk. “You couldn’t~” He pointed out and let out a soft breath as he grabbed hold of Jayden, one finger under each arm and brought him forward. “I probably won’t have the time to get you out of there until I get home and at that point…” His tongue slid outwards, sliding teasingly across his front teeth. “I might as well keep you in there~”

Jayden shivered, whimpering softly, earning himself a chuckle from Incineroar. He watched as the jaws in front of him parted further, revealing the wrestler’s glorious maw all of its fleshy glory. He would see it all pulse with every breath, inwards and then outwards, again and again as the long strands of saliva stretching from top to bottom of the maw wavered in the flow of Incineroar’s breath. The scent wafted over the little human, hypnotizing him as he barely even realized that the maw was growing closer.

A moment and he was inside of it, passing the point that separated the outside world from the pocket dimension within the wrestler’s body. Jayden may have just been at the entrance for now but as soon as his body touched the tongue both of them knew he’d want to go deeper.

The wrestler was in no rush though, chuckling to himself as he once again pressed down on Jayden’s back with a singular finger sliding him back and forth along the slippery yet vaguely rough of the tongue. Jayden would moan, feeling it move beneath him, rubbing at his body until suddenly he would be slipped deeper within, hanging precariously over the entrance into the pokemon’s throat.

Incineroar chuckled quietly, taking care not to overwhelm the tiny human with the rumbling throaty sound. His fingers back away after giving Jayden one last pat atop his head and the jaws sealed shut. With a surge Jayden would feel himself bouncing upwards, effortlessly tossed about by the playful tongue before finally it rested, allowing the human a quick few seconds to catch his breath before Incineroar’s throat flexed. It pulled Jayden closer, swallowing him up and grabbing him tighter in his embrace as he was pulled in fully now, slipping deep into Incineroar as a cacophony of moist slippery noises rang out around him, accompanied by the deep bass of the wrestler’s heartbeat.

Outside Incineroar would sigh in relief, feeling a pleasant weight settling inside his stomach. It wriggled about as Jayden shifted trying to find a comfortable position. It didn’t last long though, in a few seconds Jayden seemed to have finally settled in. The disturbance was just enough to produce a noisy belch though, much to Incineroar’s amusement. The giant smirked at this, getting up and giving himself a moment to stretch before once again feeling at the small sentient bulge with his hand. “Hope you like it in there, Jayden. At least as much as I like having you in there.” With a prideful chuckle Incineroar turned on his heel and headed for the shower but not before popping a Pecha berry in his mouth.

Meanwhile Jayden would find himself within the tight fleshy pocket that was the wrestler’s stomach, he moaned as his cheek rubbed up against the fleshy walls feeling the occasional prod from the outside. And before long the sound of running water sounded outside, it wasn’t unlike sitting in a cellar, listening to a heavy rain banging on the roof, a muffled, violent yet somehow soothing sound. Coupled with the movements of the body around him, the sound of Incineroar’s breath and heartbeat… Jayden was in heaven; safe, protected, cozy… What more could he ask for?

As if on cue a pile of pink mush entered the stomach, falling down in formless pile and diluting over the course of several minute. “Oh right!” Jayden muttered to himself, with how welcoming Incineroar had been he had almost forgotten that stomachs were meant to suggest food. Though, he suppose, Incineroar had never made him feel like he was just food.

The thought made Jayden smile as he closed his eyes and relaxed. He could feel a soft vibration rumbling periodically though his surroundings accompanied by the sound of Incineroar’s voice, humming some triumphant tune quietly to himself.