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Here's my Vore Day project! Every day from 8/8 onwards, I'll be picking one of the 18 Pokemon types and doing a unique vore scenario with them, under the rationale of regional Pokemon from a place that revolves around subjugating humans. Be sure to read the short story below if you need a better grasp on what's going on!
Clefairy was always a species surrounded in mystery. Some say they didn't come from this planet at all, and that they're in fact visitors from the moon - the moon certainly seems to have great significance in their culture, and fragments of it seem to have a great importance to them. You became a gazer of the stars specifically in hopes of encountering one, maybe even catching them, so needless to say when you spot a meteorite hurtling from the moon to the planet's surface nearby, you're the... second person to the scene.
The first was a Clefairy... you think? There's no beating them to the impact of a Moon Stone - they seem to know it's coming before it's even visible. But you're... pretty sure Clefairy aren't meant to look like this? Nevermind the colour and the antennae, this one seems about as big as you! And you had thought they were meant to be shy around human beings, but this one actually seems quite glad you're here, running right up to you and giving you a firm cuddle. Very firm, actually - you want to pull back to get a better look at it, but it's preventing you from getting out of its grip. What on earth...? This is not at all what you expected to encounter. You're so confused.
Confusion turns to horror as the Clefairy lifts you up into the air and starts cramming you into its mouth! Your struggles don't seem to mean anything to it, and not just in the sense that it effortlessly overpowers you - the innocent, joyous look in its eyes never changes, as if this is not only completely ordinary to them, it's actually kind of cute. It's the last thing you see of the outside world as you're abruptly shoved past its lips and down its throat, curling up tightly and unceremoniously within its digestive tract. You can't believe this! You went to all this trouble to find a Clefairy in the wild, only to become food for one!? This isn't what you wanted at all!
You try to get a feel for your surroundings, to see if there's a way out of this predicament. It's already hard enough to move with the pressure of the stomach walls, but the stomach is also filled with an incredibly thick substance of some kind, and moving through it is like trying to move through treacle. It clings stubbornly to your skin, soaking deep into your clothing, and it just seems to get everywhere the more you move, spreading it all over your body. Eugh, disgusting! Moving carefully to try and keep this gunk away from your face, you pull your hand out of it with considerable effort, feeling around the roof of the stomach to try and figure out where the sphincter you entered from is. It sounds like a lot of work, but maybe you can crawl--
"ME?"
Was that a voice? Was that YOUR voice? Did you say that? As if in answer to your question, a small pink light flutters around in the tight confines of the Clefairy's stomach, making its way to your face. It's hard to explain, but it... feels like you. A part of you. A tiny part, barely enough to think, but a part nonetheless.
"ME!"
"ME TOO!"
Its reactions seem to reflect your realizations as another one emerges, seemingly oblivious to the danger it was in. You glance down at the rest of your body, now slowly starting to illuminate as more of these tiny wisps start to emerge from it. You're melting!? Already!? And the more you break down, the more of these pink wisp things emerge from you!
"YAY!"
"MORE ME!
"JOIN ME!"
What!? No! You don't want any part of this! You're being digested alive! What is going on? Why don't they want to leave? WHY ARE YOU ARGUING WITH YOURSELF???
"NO LEAVE!"
"HAPPY STAY!"
"HAPPY ME!"
"BE ME!"
You find yourself becoming quite literally scatterbrained by the cacophony growing around you. All of them, every last one is a part of your stream of conciousness - and yet, for so many voices, there is so little thinking. It's enough to distract you from the fact that your original mass has liquified enough to sink beneath the stomach goo, clogging your hearing and blurring your vision with a sickly orange tint. Even still, you still hear the thoughts of the rest of you in amidst your own rapidly diminishing capacity to think for yourself, and your ability to resist even their incredibly basic rationale fades. Your original self reduces to a glob of nutritious slop, more wisps still erupting out of it, until you finally join the rest of... you...?
...
The rest of you watches as the last of you comes out of you, making you all of you! You did think that part of you looked cute for a while all gooey and gloppy, but this is so much better! You feel so much you in so many different places at once, and all the yous are so happy!
"BYE ME!"
"BETTER ME!"
"HAPPIER NOW!"
"HAPPY HAPPY!"
Some of the you suddenly feels a rumbling sensation, making all of you pause. The stomach contracts enough to to force some of you back up the throat, propelling you back up the throat in a hearty "BUUUUUURP!". All of you feels a little dizzy and disoriented, some of you still in the complete darkness of Clefairy's stomach while other yous bask in the comparatively blinding light of the full moon overhead. It takes a few moment for all of you to collectively reason what this means.
"MASTER!"
One of you abruptly blurts that out, and the rest of you agrees and follows suit!
"CLEFAIRY MASTER!"
"CLEFAIRY HOME!"
"HAPPY HOME!"
"HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!!"
Your home giggles adoringly, opening their arms invitingly. It gives one of you a little caress with its claws, and although the rest of you tries to frantically get into its paws for a little of your own attention, eventually you learn to form an orderly queue so every one of you can get a turn. It makes master so happy to see all of you so well behaved, so it takes you for a pleasant walk for the rest of the night, illuminating it as you're taken further and further from what the old you probably thought used to be home.
"FOOD!"
"FOOD!?
"NO FAIR!"
"WANT FOOD! WANT FOOD!"
The you inside the stomach seems to have discovered that gunk inside is actually edible to all of you. You're missing out! You wanna have some too!
"Cleffaaaaaaaaaa~"
Your master opens their mouth wide as they sense the growing envy, and all of you none too hesitantly dive right down its throat to get some much needed dinner. It doesn't take much to fill any of you up - a little drop feels like enough to keep any of you going for a day. Clefairy clamps their mouth down on the last of you, teasingly swirling you around its mouth before swallowing you itself. That lucky you! You want a tongue bath too!
Sadly, that seems like enough fun for tonight. The still nocturnal Clefairy settles on a place to sleep the coming day away, and all of you reluctantly does the same once you can will the excitement away. Some of you settle into the stomach walls with the sticky residue, while others sink slowly into the thick enzymes, resting up for another fun night.
Master is happy.
You are happy.
Happy happy happy.
#0035 CLEFAIRY: THE WISP HIVE POKEMON. THE WISPS INSIDE ITS BODY ALL USED TO BE A SINGLE PERSON. IT KEEPS THEM SAFE, AND CARES FOR EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THEM INDIVIDUALLY.
Clefairy was always a species surrounded in mystery. Some say they didn't come from this planet at all, and that they're in fact visitors from the moon - the moon certainly seems to have great significance in their culture, and fragments of it seem to have a great importance to them. You became a gazer of the stars specifically in hopes of encountering one, maybe even catching them, so needless to say when you spot a meteorite hurtling from the moon to the planet's surface nearby, you're the... second person to the scene.
The first was a Clefairy... you think? There's no beating them to the impact of a Moon Stone - they seem to know it's coming before it's even visible. But you're... pretty sure Clefairy aren't meant to look like this? Nevermind the colour and the antennae, this one seems about as big as you! And you had thought they were meant to be shy around human beings, but this one actually seems quite glad you're here, running right up to you and giving you a firm cuddle. Very firm, actually - you want to pull back to get a better look at it, but it's preventing you from getting out of its grip. What on earth...? This is not at all what you expected to encounter. You're so confused.
Confusion turns to horror as the Clefairy lifts you up into the air and starts cramming you into its mouth! Your struggles don't seem to mean anything to it, and not just in the sense that it effortlessly overpowers you - the innocent, joyous look in its eyes never changes, as if this is not only completely ordinary to them, it's actually kind of cute. It's the last thing you see of the outside world as you're abruptly shoved past its lips and down its throat, curling up tightly and unceremoniously within its digestive tract. You can't believe this! You went to all this trouble to find a Clefairy in the wild, only to become food for one!? This isn't what you wanted at all!
You try to get a feel for your surroundings, to see if there's a way out of this predicament. It's already hard enough to move with the pressure of the stomach walls, but the stomach is also filled with an incredibly thick substance of some kind, and moving through it is like trying to move through treacle. It clings stubbornly to your skin, soaking deep into your clothing, and it just seems to get everywhere the more you move, spreading it all over your body. Eugh, disgusting! Moving carefully to try and keep this gunk away from your face, you pull your hand out of it with considerable effort, feeling around the roof of the stomach to try and figure out where the sphincter you entered from is. It sounds like a lot of work, but maybe you can crawl--
"ME?"
Was that a voice? Was that YOUR voice? Did you say that? As if in answer to your question, a small pink light flutters around in the tight confines of the Clefairy's stomach, making its way to your face. It's hard to explain, but it... feels like you. A part of you. A tiny part, barely enough to think, but a part nonetheless.
"ME!"
"ME TOO!"
Its reactions seem to reflect your realizations as another one emerges, seemingly oblivious to the danger it was in. You glance down at the rest of your body, now slowly starting to illuminate as more of these tiny wisps start to emerge from it. You're melting!? Already!? And the more you break down, the more of these pink wisp things emerge from you!
"YAY!"
"MORE ME!
"JOIN ME!"
What!? No! You don't want any part of this! You're being digested alive! What is going on? Why don't they want to leave? WHY ARE YOU ARGUING WITH YOURSELF???
"NO LEAVE!"
"HAPPY STAY!"
"HAPPY ME!"
"BE ME!"
You find yourself becoming quite literally scatterbrained by the cacophony growing around you. All of them, every last one is a part of your stream of conciousness - and yet, for so many voices, there is so little thinking. It's enough to distract you from the fact that your original mass has liquified enough to sink beneath the stomach goo, clogging your hearing and blurring your vision with a sickly orange tint. Even still, you still hear the thoughts of the rest of you in amidst your own rapidly diminishing capacity to think for yourself, and your ability to resist even their incredibly basic rationale fades. Your original self reduces to a glob of nutritious slop, more wisps still erupting out of it, until you finally join the rest of... you...?
...
The rest of you watches as the last of you comes out of you, making you all of you! You did think that part of you looked cute for a while all gooey and gloppy, but this is so much better! You feel so much you in so many different places at once, and all the yous are so happy!
"BYE ME!"
"BETTER ME!"
"HAPPIER NOW!"
"HAPPY HAPPY!"
Some of the you suddenly feels a rumbling sensation, making all of you pause. The stomach contracts enough to to force some of you back up the throat, propelling you back up the throat in a hearty "BUUUUUURP!". All of you feels a little dizzy and disoriented, some of you still in the complete darkness of Clefairy's stomach while other yous bask in the comparatively blinding light of the full moon overhead. It takes a few moment for all of you to collectively reason what this means.
"MASTER!"
One of you abruptly blurts that out, and the rest of you agrees and follows suit!
"CLEFAIRY MASTER!"
"CLEFAIRY HOME!"
"HAPPY HOME!"
"HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!!"
Your home giggles adoringly, opening their arms invitingly. It gives one of you a little caress with its claws, and although the rest of you tries to frantically get into its paws for a little of your own attention, eventually you learn to form an orderly queue so every one of you can get a turn. It makes master so happy to see all of you so well behaved, so it takes you for a pleasant walk for the rest of the night, illuminating it as you're taken further and further from what the old you probably thought used to be home.
"FOOD!"
"FOOD!?
"NO FAIR!"
"WANT FOOD! WANT FOOD!"
The you inside the stomach seems to have discovered that gunk inside is actually edible to all of you. You're missing out! You wanna have some too!
"Cleffaaaaaaaaaa~"
Your master opens their mouth wide as they sense the growing envy, and all of you none too hesitantly dive right down its throat to get some much needed dinner. It doesn't take much to fill any of you up - a little drop feels like enough to keep any of you going for a day. Clefairy clamps their mouth down on the last of you, teasingly swirling you around its mouth before swallowing you itself. That lucky you! You want a tongue bath too!
Sadly, that seems like enough fun for tonight. The still nocturnal Clefairy settles on a place to sleep the coming day away, and all of you reluctantly does the same once you can will the excitement away. Some of you settle into the stomach walls with the sticky residue, while others sink slowly into the thick enzymes, resting up for another fun night.
Master is happy.
You are happy.
Happy happy happy.
#0035 CLEFAIRY: THE WISP HIVE POKEMON. THE WISPS INSIDE ITS BODY ALL USED TO BE A SINGLE PERSON. IT KEEPS THEM SAFE, AND CARES FOR EACH AND EVERY ONE OF THEM INDIVIDUALLY.
Category Artwork (Digital) / Vore
Species Pokemon
Size 1176 x 248px
File Size 7.8 kB
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