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Whooooo!!! Vore!!! :D Yes, I am working on stuff for others, I just took a break and drew this. I hope no one minds. >.>
Here's the story
He didn't know how in the world he had gotten into this. Had he found the Sceptile, or had the Sceptile found him? His friends had warned him about the danger of this area, but he was just so curious.
Maybe the horror stories were true... No Pokemon who ever came to the Amethyst Mountains ever returned. And... Maybe this was why.
The Sceptile had promised him that she wouldn't hurt him. That'd he be OK. That it'd just be like, a little exploration. Why in the world did he actually AGREE.
Now, the Poochyena found himself halfway down the overgrown lizard's throat. It was smiley, wet, and uncomfortably hot. Though somehow, it felt good to the dog Pokemon. Maybe it was how it contracted and pulled him further inside the Sceptile. Still... There wan't much he could really do now.
She'd said that he's be OK...
Another swallow pulled him further inside. Her tongue brushed over his face, covering him in even more drool.
Another swallow.
He'd be OK...
Another swallow...
He'd be OK...
Another swallow...
Something wasn't right.
"Are you sure I'll be OK?"
A low gurgle answered him.
No.
No no no no.
The Sceptile smiled. Another swallow.
Only his snout poked out of her maw, and she cut out the view of the mountains with one last swallow.
The throat was pulsing all around him, dragging him further and further. It got warmed, harder to breath. It was impossible to move. The mussels were too strong. Nothing could help him. Sound of her body filled his ears.
Finally the throat dropped him of in the lizard's stomach. Something burned him. Digestive acids. The Poochyena panicked.
He wasn't going to be OK.
I hope you enjoy the pic, and the little story I whipped together :3
Sorry, no happy endings for you. >:3
Here's the story
He didn't know how in the world he had gotten into this. Had he found the Sceptile, or had the Sceptile found him? His friends had warned him about the danger of this area, but he was just so curious.
Maybe the horror stories were true... No Pokemon who ever came to the Amethyst Mountains ever returned. And... Maybe this was why.
The Sceptile had promised him that she wouldn't hurt him. That'd he be OK. That it'd just be like, a little exploration. Why in the world did he actually AGREE.
Now, the Poochyena found himself halfway down the overgrown lizard's throat. It was smiley, wet, and uncomfortably hot. Though somehow, it felt good to the dog Pokemon. Maybe it was how it contracted and pulled him further inside the Sceptile. Still... There wan't much he could really do now.
She'd said that he's be OK...
Another swallow pulled him further inside. Her tongue brushed over his face, covering him in even more drool.
Another swallow.
He'd be OK...
Another swallow...
He'd be OK...
Another swallow...
Something wasn't right.
"Are you sure I'll be OK?"
A low gurgle answered him.
No.
No no no no.
The Sceptile smiled. Another swallow.
Only his snout poked out of her maw, and she cut out the view of the mountains with one last swallow.
The throat was pulsing all around him, dragging him further and further. It got warmed, harder to breath. It was impossible to move. The mussels were too strong. Nothing could help him. Sound of her body filled his ears.
Finally the throat dropped him of in the lizard's stomach. Something burned him. Digestive acids. The Poochyena panicked.
He wasn't going to be OK.
I hope you enjoy the pic, and the little story I whipped together :3
Sorry, no happy endings for you. >:3
Category Artwork (Digital) / Vore
Species Pokemon
Size 700 x 700px
File Size 274.3 kB
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