Happy post vore day! Here you can see me as a lovely fennekin being feed delicious pokeballs by my (former) master.

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I was his starter. we always had a close relationship, since I was that young I would demand more food than members of his team bigger than me, at the beginning he wouldn't comply, but I tried to earn it being more affectionate and training more with him, after doing so for months he would now gladly give me twice as much food.
One night, the master was searching for the pokeballs of some recently captured pokes he had in his room, going straight to the thing where he puts all his balls in display like trophies of his adventures, it looked like one of those big egg cartons, which may have been the reason why my young mind thought the pokeballs looked like food, he didn't found them there, but a noise made him take a look at his bed, there he stared straigt to my big orange eyes, and after hearing another noise he shift his gaze to my groaning belly, which had three big bulges pressing against it. "fen?" I said and the master got desperated looking back at his pokeball display, counting them all and reading the names written on them, after letting out a sigh of relief he seemed to calm a little, but the worry of his face didn't went away, curling down with his shoulders on the bed he looked at me "will you be all right fennekin? my parents say I should call the vet if a pokemon swallows something" he said taking out a cell phone. But I wasn't feeling bad at all, if anything, I was enjoying it! "Fen!" I said as I pressed my petit nose against his, then laid belly up smiling at him, he seemed to relax a little and my stomach groan again, louder this time, he began to rub my belly as I happily purr and stick my tongue out *buUARP!* a throaty belch ecaped my maw as I was looking into the master's eyes, he seemed more condifent now, putting the phone back into his pocket he playfully caressed my long ears, "everything will be alright buddy" he said. after takng a bath and comming out of it in sleepwear, he went bed, doing some gestures for me to get up but I didn't felt like it, so the master had no other option to spend the night with me, after giving me some tummy rubs again I laid down, the master slept with his head close to my stomach, drifting to sleep with the noises of my snack being digested.

The next morning the master noticed that I was as fond as always and the bulge was now a thin layer of fat in my tummy, from that day on, he got the tendency to feed me pokeballs from time to time as a reward for outstanding training, winning showdowns or displaying well in contests; he would rub my belly, shake it, put his ears against it and other stuff, I noticed he never was disgusted about the loud burps I would let out as I digest his offerings, I could easily tell he wasn't doing it just because I was "cute" and as time went on he would give me pokeballs more frequently, no longer as a reward.
If I wanted it, I got it, as many as I demand. I began to wonder if he was doing it just to woo me, but even if that was the case, I was happy that now the master had become the pet~

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