Behind The Green Door Ver. 1.40

You scroll through Netflix, eventually deciding to watch an episode of Black Mirror. The episode starts with a woman pulling over in the desert to recharge her electric car. She stops at an abandoned gas station, unfolding a neat little solar panel and leaving her car to charge while she crosses the street to check out a museum of criminal artefacts. As the owner of the museum explains the various items to her, each item is given a short flashback to show its history. Eventually, you start to doze off... You wake up as one of your Pokemon jumps into your lap. Who is it? <img src="images/persian/Normal.png" height="50" width="50" /> [[Dexter]] <img src="images/zor/Normal.png" height="50" width="50" /> [[Floyd]]

The icy blue fur lining the paw tips you off that its Blizzard who's eating you. The Glaceon ignores your shouts, chomping down on the sandwich and chewing up the bite as you dodge his teeth. You panic as he keeps ignoring you, diving into his gullet to avoid being skewered. Blizzard's eyes go wide as you clog his throat. He instantly regrets messing with you, straining to force you down his throat so he can breathe. Your Glaceon swallows hard, managing to get you down his gullet. He sucks in a deep breath as you plop into his belly, patting the small bulge you make as he polishes off his sandwich. The ice type Eeveelution sighs happily as you kick and squirm, sauntering into the living room and curling up on the couch with his nose pressed into his belly. {(if: $hard is true)[Kicking and flailing, you squirm helplessly as your captor rubs his belly, harshly shoving you around. Blizzard slaps his tummy, laughing as you splat down into the mushy remains of his lunch. The stomach groans, squeezing in and oozing enzymes as it senses food. You don't stand a chance against the brutally efficent process of digestion, quickly starting to break down. Your skin burns as the acid eats away at you, making you twitch as it attacks your nerves. Luckily, you don't have to endure the pain and discomfort for long. A particularly rough churn shoves you under the slop, pinning you to the bottom of Blizzard's belly. Moments later, the walls squeeze in, taking you out with a crunch as your Glaceon lets out a tiny belch outside.] (else:)[Luckily, you pass out before digestion sets in, sinking to the bottom of Blizzard's belly as the ice type watches TV.]} Later, you wake up in [[Your Room]].

<img src="images/nine/Determined.png" height="50" width="50" /> The cream furred kitsune grins down at you, licking her chops as her belly growls. Before you can try to talk her out of it, she lunges for you! She clamps her jaws shut around your head, slurping over your face with her tongue. You try to pull your head out of her mouth, but she only growls and bites down harder, not hard enough to hurt you, but enough to send a message: (text-colour:#ece1a5)+(bg:black)['The only place you're going is my belly!'] [[Nom!]] (if: $ub is true)[[Ask Brandy to UB you->BrandyUB]]

You decide to check out the adoption, letting Josh tag along. Grabbing your car keys, you walk out to the parking lot, getting into your green Honda Accord wagon. Josh sits in the passenger seat, pulsing his rings to the beat as Ginger Root music drifts from the speakers. Around fifteen minutes later, you pull into the shelter's parking lot. There are Trainers everywhere; checking out the larger Pokemon outside, getting into their cars with their new Pokemon, and walking inside. You follow the crowd, heading inside. When you step through the front door, you spot the coolest looking Pidgeot, racing right over to his enclosure. A shelter worker notices your excitement, coming right over. "I see you're interested in our Pidgeot, his name is Jay." You nod, admiring Jay's beautiful plumage. "Would you like to meet him?" The worker asks. (text-colour:cyan)["Yes. I'd love that!"] You respond. "Alrighty then. Your Umbreon can go too, as long as he's friendly." You nod again. (text-colour:cyan)["Oh yeah. Josh is super friendly."] You say. Josh nods, wagging his tail happily. The shelter worker smiles, unlocking the door and ushering you through, closing it behind you. Jay comes right over to check you and Josh out, perching on your head and bending over to look you in the eye. He shuffles around, making a nest in your hair. After relaxing on your head for a while, Jay takes flight, circling for a moment before landing on the floor next to Josh. The Pidgeot leans in, examining him for a moment before booping Josh's nose with his beak. Josh smiles, licking Jay happily. Jay responds in kind, bending down and starting to preen Josh's fur... Twenty minutes later, the employee comes back. "So, want to take him home?" She asks. You nod. "Great! Let's get the paperwork out of the way." She beams, leading you to an office. Shortly after, Jay is in the car with you, hanging out with Josh in the back seat. When you get home, Jay flutters around the apartment, meeting the rest of your team and exploring his new home. As Jay gets aquainted with your team, you fall asleep on the sofa, waking up in [[Your Room]]

(track: 'lick1', 'play') You smile up at the big guy, patting his nose affectionately as you willingly climb in. He purrs as you make contact with his tongue, his saliva production tripling in an instant as he gets a taste of you. You slip in the drool, faceplanting onto his tongue. He closes his maw as you get to your feet, leaving you bathed in yellow light from his bioluminescent flesh. As you marvel at the pretty glow, Joshie presses you against the roof of his mouth, eagerly extracting your flavor as his belly grumbles hungrily under you. You crawl towards his gullet, watching the slick, glowy tunnel pulse as he breathes. He tilts his head down, sliding you away from his gullet so that he can play with you some more. His tongue presses you into the soft flesh of his cheek, rubbing all over you as he extracts your flavor. <img src="images/umbreon/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> After a good ten minutes or so, he finally relents, letting you splat down onto his tongue. The stillness doesn't last long before he decides to tease you some more, rolling you around and putting his tongue on top of you, giggling as he smothers you with the plush underside of the muscle. His tummy gurgles again, calling out for you longingly. The Umbreon doesn't keep his hungry gut waiting, smiling as he tilts his head back again and slides you towards his gullet. Just before you slide in, he uses Safeguard on you. [[Glurk!]]

You smile as your Persian curls up in your lap, his fluffy beige fur brushing against you as he regards you warmly. Dexter purrs as you scratch behind his ears, grinning toothily at you and flicking his tail. He settles down, watching Black Mirror with you. Near the end of the episode, Dexter's gut growls, the fluffy surface vibrating against your leg as he turns to look at you. Smiling back at him, you nod, giving him permission to snack on you. The cat perks up, licking his lips as he stares you down. His eyes swirl with colors as he uses Hypnosis, slowly bringing your mind under his control. <img src="images/persian/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> A silly grin spreads across your face as you start to shrink, purple fur spreading across your body while you transform. When Dexter is finished, you're a tiny Rattata! His stomach groans longingly as he stares at you, tail twitching as claps his paws together, bringing you out of your trance. You know exactly what to do, shaking your curly tail at him before dashing off. The cat fights his instincts to give you a bit of a head start, drooling as he watches you scamper away. Finally, he can't stand it anymore, tearing after you hungrily as you squeal in faux terror. You try to scurry under the couch, but the cat cuts you off, forcing you to backtrack. <img src="images/persian/Determined.png" height="50" width="50" /> Squeaking fearfully, you head for the kitchen door, scurrying under it as fast as your tiny paws can carry you. You skitter towards a cabinet, stuffing yourself in between pots and pans and carefully peeking out. To your horror, the doorknob begins to jiggle. You didn't know Dexter could open doors! Before you can move hiding spots, the door swings open, and the Persian prowls in, hopping up onto the counter above you. He walks along the smooth surface of the counter, using his sharp eyes to look for clues to your location. *tap tap tap* You shudder as Dexter taps his claws on the counter, trying to figure out where you've hidden. Finally, he hops down from the counter, and shortly after, his pawsteps fade. You shiver, letting out the breath you'd been holding and hopping out of the cabinet. As you leave the safety of the cupboard, Dexter pounces! He'd been right above you the whole time, waiting for you to reveal yourself. You squeak as he pins you to the tile floor, leaning in and dragging his scratchy tongue across your face as you squirm. He opens wide, letting you stare into the abyss of his gullet for a moment before leaning in to engulf you. Just before your face meets his tongue, he pauses, looking into your eyes as if asking for permission to continue. <img src="images/persian/Worried.png" height="50" width="50" /> You nod, patting his nose. Dexter smiles, giving you one final lick before dangling you above his slimy maw. After a few moments, he lets go. <img src="images/persian/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> [[SPLAT!]]

You head back upstairs, sitting down at your desk and eating the Mac 'N' Cheese. You stare at the screen absentmindedly, trying to get past writers block as you eat... Later, when you've eaten about half of your lunch, you still haven't been able to write more than a couple sentences. You sigh, setting the cup down on the desk and stretching your arms as you try to write something. As your fingers make contact with the keyboard, something hits your back. You gasp as you start to shrink, quickly losing height. When you stop shrinking, you're about three inches tall. A noise behind you makes you turn around, your eyes going wide as you see a ___ reaching for you! [[vine]] [[brown furred paw]]

Evil Dead 2's box stands apart from the others with its pure black sleeve that features a large skull watching the camera. You smile, picking it up and putting the tape in the VCR. As the movie starts to play, Vance, your Houndoom, walks into the living room, hopping onto the couch and curling up next to you. <img src="images/houndoom/Normal.png" height="50" width="50" /> You smile, gently petting him as the two of you enjoy the movie. Near the end of the movie, while Ash is fighting off Henrietta's reanimated corpse, Vance's tummy rumbles. He looks at you hungrily, licking his chops. You smile warmly at him, patting one of his horns affectionately as you nod. Vance barks happily, tackling you to the floor. <img src="images/houndoom/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> He licks your face, slathering you with drool as his gut gurgles again. The Houndoom can't learn Minimize, so he has to eat you at full size. He starts at your feet, slurping your legs down like noodles as your feet pop into his belly. His gut squeezes your feet eagerly as he engulfs you up to your waist, drool dripping onto the floor as he works your hips down his gullet. As he reaches your neck, you look into his eyes, booping noses with him. He smiles around his mouthful of you, licking your face as your legs slide into his belly. <img src="images/Houndoom/Special0.png" height="50" width="50" /> Before long, he closes his jaws around your head, slurping his tongue over your face happily. He gulps your head down, sighing blissfully as it bulges out his neck. You slowly slide down into the depths of your demon dog, curling up in his tummy as his throat pushes you in. Vance belches as you settle inside him, curling up and nosing at his belly as the credits roll. He expertly uses his paw to press the eject button on the VCR remote, pressing the power button after to turn everything off for you. You snuggle against the plush walls, drifting off as Vance snoozes on the sofa. The comforting warmth of Vance's belly eventually lulls you to sleep. {(if: $fulltour is true)[You wake up with a start as the guts of the devil dog let out a loud groan, quickly realizing that you're somewhere in Vance's intestines. Muffled panting sounds from outside, and you think you can feel his tail wagging as his innards nudge you along. Before long, you slide into your Houndoom's rectum. Vance grows happily, nuzzling the bulge in his gut. The walls squeeze in, slowly squishing you out of the dark type's butt. You shiver from the change in temperature, finding yourself in](else:)[Later, you wake up in]} [[Your Room]]

You boot up the PS4, loading Fallout 4. You spawn in right where you left off, at the Corvega plant. You resume the fight, charging into the building and engaging with the gang of raiders. As you take out turrets and raiders, a small brown furball hops into your lap, smiling up at you happily. <img src="images/nickit/Normal.png" height="50" width="50" /> [[Vincent the Nickit]]

(track: 'zorua', 'play') The tiny Zorua yips happily in greeting, smiling as you ruffle his fur affectionately. He climbs up your arm, settling down on top of your head and peering at you upside-down. You laugh, picking him up and gently setting him down in your lap. He settles down with you, watching as the scene flashes back, showing a doctor using an expiremental implant to diagnose his patients. Several hours later, you yawn, turning off the TV and moving to get up. Floyd whines, looking up at you with puppy eyes. You sigh. (text-colour:cyan)["Fine. A few more minutes, but then I HAVE to go take a nap. I'm beat."] Your Zorua nods happily, getting comfortable in your lap once again. When you try to get up a few minutes later, the dark type looks at you sadly again. (text-colour:cyan)[I told you, I want to go take a nap. Let me up, please.] Floyd perks up, seeming to have an idea. Using his paw, he guides your hand to his fluffy belly, looking at you and licking his chops. Getting the message, you nod eagerly, happy to spend some time inside his warm belly. Floyd wags his tail, eagerly engulfing your hand. He gently nibbles on your fingers, teasing you for a bit before taking his first swallow. You smile warmly, letting your arm go limp. As he works your hand down his gullet, you use the other to pat his head, resting it on his tongue after. The Zorua happily gulps down your other hand, grinning as it joins its twin. Growling softly, the tricky fox methodically works down the length of your arms, until his fangs gingerly touch the inner folds of your elbows. He pauses there for a moment, looking into your eyes with limitless joy and happiness. A quiet rumble from his midsection spurs him on, and he gives you a quick wink before lunging forward and engulfing your head and neck in one swift motion. [[GLURP!]]

You boot up the PS4, starting GTA. Most of your friends have moved on to PS5, but you didn't see the point in paying so much money for slight graphics and speed improvent. Besides, Rockstar's been blinded by corporate greed, doing things like removing hundreds of cars and locking them behind a paywall, so the game won't be worth playing for much longer anyway. You spawn in your Bunker, taking a moment to check your stock level before heading topside and calling your Mechanic to request your favorite ride. The blacked-out Benefactor Dubsta appears on the street near you. You sprint over to it, hopping into the driver's seat and tuning the radio to Space 103.2 as you set off towards the casino. After spinning the Lucky Wheel, you head to your Auto Shop, fixing up customer cars. You deliver a silver Ubermacht to an NPC at the beach, smiling as you see how stoked she is, even though she's not a real person. As you hop into your Minivan to drive back to the Auto Shop, you're suddenly tackled from behind! The controller skids across the floor as a soft pair of paws pin you to the carpet. A tongue drags across the back of your neck, leaving a slimy trail of drool. You hear purring, squirming around and trying to get free, recieving a smack to the head as your captor rolls you onto your back, revealing... [[Brandy the Ninetales]] (if: $eatenbyjosh is true)[[Nightshade]]

(track: 'mintguts', 'play') Mint swallows, grinning as you slip down his neck and splash into his tummy. You slosh over to the wall, rubbing your hands across it in small circles, smiling as you hear your leafy pal purring. Your gastric confines slosh about as Mint starts to walk somewhere, padding along for a short while before stopping. You hang on tight as you feel him tense up, and a moment later, he jumps, landing expertly on your desk. The Leafeon heads right for your unfinished lunch, licking his lips and digging in. You barely have time to get out of the way as clumps of mac 'N' cheese plop down into his belly, quickly filling most of the space with warm noodles. His tummy groans happily as it senses food, secreting gastric juice and starting to churn. Even though his belly is quite active now, you're not worried. You know that his acids are too weak to harm you. After polishing off your lunch, Mint hops down from your desk, heading to the living room and relaxing on the couch. You snuggle against the wall, relaxing as you listen to the sounds of Mint's body at work around you: The dull thump of his heart pumping blood, the whoosh of his lungs, and, of course, the gurgling of his digestive system as it melts down the food he ate with you. As the grass type relaxes in the sun, Joshua shows up. The Umbreon joins his father on the sofa, snuggling up to him happily. Mint purrs, wrapping his paws around his son and hugging him tightly. Josh catches your scent on his father's breath, giving him a knowing smile. Mint grins back sheepishly, purring louder as Josh starts to rub his belly, sloshing you around with what's left of the berries and noodles. After a while, the comfy environment puts you to sleep. Later, you wake up in (if: $fulltour is true)[the darkness of [[Mint's Intestines]]](else:)[[Your Room]]

(track: 'gulp3', 'play') Duke swallows, sending you down his throat in a single gulp. You slip down with ease, landing on top of what's left of the lasagna he had before you. Duke walks off, sloshing his stomach contents around as you settle in. He saunters into the living room, curling up on the rug and basking in the sun as you stew inside him. <img src="images/jolt/Sigh.png" height="50" width="50" /> [[Duke's Gut]]

(track: 'josheatsu', 'play') Wether you climbed in willingly or ran off, Joshie swallows you down just the same, purring as the walls of his gullet squish in, squeezing you down, down, down, and pushing you into his comfy tummy. You slide down the slick wall, plunking into a warm pool of gastric juice. The mushy remains of several weed brownies are melting down, forming a thick lake of sludge around you. You do your best to avoid slipping, but his belly is just too active, churning and causing you to fall into the pool. Clambering to your feet, you slosh over to the nearest wall and rest against it, relaxing as your skin starts to tingle. Joshie burps, licking his lips as he catches your scent on his breath. You squirm around, getting comfortable inside him as he curls up on the couch. Unsurprisingly, its not long before you start to digest. Safeguard prevents you from feeling any pain, but you've never gotten used to watching yourself melt like ice cream on a hot day. Since Josh's stomach lining is bioluminescent, the whole organ glows with a soft yellow light, letting you watch as your submerged legs melt into soup. {(if: $hard is true)[You flinch as a loud snap echoes through the digestive chamber. One of your legs has just snapped off!]} His stomach gurgles, dousing you in more gastric juice to speed things along. The walls close in, grinding against you. All around you, the sludge rises as you add to it, engulfing the mushy brownies as acid drips from above. The miasma of stomach acid and weed keeps you tripping out until you lose consciousness, melting into slush as his stomach happily churns you into soup. Josh smiles as his tummy rounds out, rubbing the shrinking bulge in his midsection with his paws {(if: $hard is true)[ as muffled snaps and wet gurgles sound from within]}. [[Later...]]

You decide to go out for lunch. After turning off the CRT monitor and grabbing your tape, you head downstairs, grabbing your car keys and heading outside. You walk to your parking space, unlocking your dark green Honda Accord station wagon and getting in. The ground starts to shake as you reverse out of the parking space. You slam on the brakes, looking around for the source of the quakes. After a tense moment... [[Nothing Happens]] [[Reshiram appears!]] [[Lugia appears!]]

You grab your Golden Earring cassette. The front of the box shows the band, while the side reads: The Continuing Story of Radar Love. You admire the tape for a moment before sliding it into the boombox and pressing play. After several hours, around noon, you decide to take a break and do something else for a while. Eventually, you decide to watch TV. Netflix or a VHS tape from your collection? [[VHS tape]] [[Netflix]]

You decide to watch Inside Job. After a while, you fall asleep. [[Wake Up in Sandwich]]

(track: 'umbreon', 'play') <img src="images/Joshscene.png" height="400" width="640" /> You manage to poke your head out of the sandwich, spotting the black fur of your Umbreon. (text-colour:cyan)["Josh! Stop! I'm in here!"] Josh freezes, his maw open slightly as his yellow eyes lock onto your tiny form. He snickers, winking as he uses Protect on you. Then, he resumes eating, casually biting into the sandwich like you're not even there! You groan as you realize HE put you in the sandwich, resigning yourself to be his lunch. [[*munch munch*]]

You grab your Led Zeppelin tape from the stack, putting it into the boombox and getting back to writing as Communication Breakdown starts playing. Several hours later, around noon, you get hungry, deciding to go get something for lunch. What're you in the mood for? [[Leftover Lasagna]] [[Mac N Cheese cup]] [[Go out to eat]] [[Go out for a picnic]]

You head downstairs, walking into the kitchen and opening the fridge. You smile as you grab the lasagna, putting it in the microwave. As the lasagna rotates, you hear the sound of claws clicking on the floor, turning around and spotting your Jolteon, Duke. You scoop him up in your arms, hugging him tightly for a second before putting him back on the floor. <img src="images/jolt/Normal.png" height="50" width="50" /> When the lasagna is finished cooking, you bring it over to the table, letting it cool for a bit before digging in. Duke hops into the chair opposite you, looking between you and the lasagna hopefully. You laugh, splitting a third of the lasagna off from the rest and sliding it over to him on a smaller plate. Duke chows down, getting tomato sauce all over his muzzle as he goes to town on the serving of lasagna. He finishes eating before you, climbing onto the table and sauntering over to you as his tummy rumbles, getting to work on the lasagna. He sits in front of you, watching you finish eating. The second you finish, Duke rears up, pressing his yellow furred belly against your face. You blush, but don't pull away, closing your eyes as you listen to his stomach churn and slosh. <img src="images/jolt/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> The Jolteon eventually drops back to all fours, watching you expectantly. He licks his chops as you nod, shrinking you to two inches tall using Minimize. Next, he uses Safeguard, ensuring that you won't feel a thing as you digest. Duke slams his paw down, pinning you to the table as his belly rumbles again. The Jolteon leans in, slowly slurping his tongue over your face. You squirm playfully as he pulls you out from under his paw, sucking you into his mouth like a noodle. <img src="images/jolt/Inspired.png" height="50" width="50" /> Inside his maw, drool soaks into your clothes as he tosses you around with his tongue. You catch glimpses of his gullet as he gives you an in depth tasting. Duke's breath reeks of tomato sauce mixed with the acrid stench of digestion, but you don't mind. It's all part of the experience for a snack like you, after all! You slip towards the back of his maw, noticing bits of tomato and cheese stuck between his teeth. You do your best to dislodge them as you slide past, managing to knock most of the scraps loose. They slosh into Duke's gullet with you as he tilts his head back. [[Glrp!]]

You shout as loud as you can, but Louis can't seem to hear you. He raises the sandwich to his lips, and you shiver as his teeth part, revealing the slick interior of his maw. He takes his first bite, missing you by a hair. You roll out of the way as he starts to chew, getting covered in saliva and bits of food as you flop around in his maw. Before long, he stops chewing, tilting his head back slightly and gulping you down with the lump of chewed food. You slide down his gullet with ease, squeezing into his belly a moment later. The soggy bite of sandwich lands on top of you, pinning you to the bottom of his gut as he keeps eating. Louis swallows another bite. Mushy clumps of bread rain down on you, burying you as he finishes off his lunch. You finally manage to free yourself from the mound of chewed food, only to be swamped with apple juice as Louis washes down the sandwich. When the torrent of apple juice subsides, you shake yourself off, spraying juice everywhere as Louis lets out a satisfied belch above you. You feel a strange sense of pride to know you made him happy, even though he's still unaware you're inside him. His stomach gurgles, squeezing in and flooding with gastric juice as it gets to work breaking down his food, including you. Luckily, you pass out before digestion truly sets in, slumping into the rising acid as you run out of air. Louis goes about his day as you slowly digest, breaking down as his stomach acid dissolves you into chyme. That evening, Louis finally starts to wonder where you are, searching the apartment. As he walks into your room, a foreign object slips into his throat. He coughs, hacking up an assortment of small bones. Your bones. The Lucario sighs, setting them on the table. He focuses his aura on your remains, reaching out and latching onto your aura. He plucks your aura out of the aether, shoving it back into the bones. Within seconds, your body rebuilds itself, forming skin, organs, and everything else. You suck in a deep breath, sitting up with a start. Louis gazes down st you, smiling warmly as you get to your feet and give him a hug. After hanging out with you for a while, Louis walks off to meditate. After watching TV for a bit, you return to [[Your Room]]

You walk down the steps, heading for the kitchen. Peering into the pantry, you spot the object of your desire, a Craft Mac 'N' Cheese cup. After preparing it, you have a steaming cup of cheesy deliciousness in your hands. The mouthwatering scent drifts up into your face. You lick your lips in anticipation. What do you want to do while you enjoy your lunch? [[Watch TV]] [[Eat In Your Room]] [[Read the newspaper]]

You spring to your feet, rushing over to check on him. He pulls his face off of the carpet when you prod at him, giggling as he tries to focus on your face. You pull him up, setting him on his paws. He looks at you gratefully. Or, you think so. It's hard to tell what he's thinking since he has that big, silly grin on his muzzle. He wobbles for a second before losing his balance and flopping onto the carpet again, rolling over and staring at the celing as if it proves that he's living in a simulation, and that he's really just strings of code. When he finally loooks at you again, his eyes are wide. He stares at you as if to say 'We aren't alone in the universe.' You shake your head, picking up the stoned 'Bree and laying him down on the sofa next to you. You watch as he paws at the air, giggling maniacally at some joke that only he is privy to. When the movie ends, Josh is still high, licking your hand obsessivley. You get up, wiping his drool on your pants and putting the VHS tape back in its place. Afterwards, you put on a Beatles record, relaxing as the weed finally kicks in for you. 'Tomorrow Never Knows' starts up in the background, the perfect song to trip out to. Joshie laughs as you peer at him, batting at your face playfully. You stare wide-eyed at him as a third eye opens on his forehead, focusing on you and seeming to stare into your soul. As you keep looking at him, he sprouts an extra tail. Mushrooms and ferns grow out of the rug, waving from side to side gently as if blown by a nonexistent breeze. Joshie's rings flash to the beat as the song keeps playing. You're mesmerized, eyes glued to his rings as he start chasing his tail. He manages to keep it up for a few minutes before collapsing, panting from exhaustion as you laugh at him. The record ends, plunging the room into silence. [[Put record away]]

The flashy box immeadiately catches your attention, featuring Emilio Estevez and Samuel L. Jackson. The top of the box reads: 'OH MY GOD! THEY'RE ON VIDEO!' A small callout in the corner proclaims: RENT IT NOW... Before someone else does! You grin, slipping the tape out and sliding it into the VCR. (track: 'umbreon', 'play') As the movie starts to play, your Umbreon Joshua hops onto the couch with you, curling up in your lap as Mr. Jigsaw, played by Tim Curry, murders Billie York in an attempt to recover a microfilm that holds the recipe for turning cocaine into innocent Wilderness Girl cookies. While Luger investigates, you get up to get a snack, carefully moving Josh to the sofa. He watches you go, wagging his tail happily when you return with some brownies. <img src="images/umbreon/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> You sit back down on the sofa, leaning back and relaxing as you munch on the brownies. Eventually, you start to doze off. Just when you're about to fall asleep, you're shocked awake as you hear Josh chewing on something. You quickly sit up, seeing Josh wolfing down brownies! Normally, you wouldn't care, but these brownies had weed in them. (text-colour:cyan)["Joshie, no! Those have weed in them! How many did you eat?!"] Joshua gulps down the bite in his mouth, looking up at you sheepishly and shrugging. <img src="images/umbreon/Stunnedjosh.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:cyan)["Oh Arceus! Look, if you start to feel bad, tell me right away. We'll get you straight to a Pokemon center."] Joshua nods, his eyes wide as he sits in your lap. After about fifteen minutes, he gets up, heading to the kitchen. You hear him lapping water out of his bowl, and then he stumbles back in with a stupid grin on his muzzle. You keep an eye on him, making sure he doesn't hurt himself. He smiles, trying to come over to you, but he trips over his own paws, faceplanting into the carpet. <img src="images/umbreon/Dizzyjosh.png" height="50" width="50" /> [[Make sure he's OK]]

You head into the living room, sitting down on the faux leather couch and turning on the flatscreen. You prefer the warm glow of a CRT to the cold light from a flatscreen, but you have no choice but to use the flatscreen since Netflix won't work on a CRT. Which show? [[Black Mirror]] [[Inside Job]]

After a few moments, the shaking stops. You wait another minute just in case, but nothing else happens. Shrugging, you leave the parking lot, heading to the Galaxy Diner, your favorite spot to eat. You find a spot to park right out front, smiling as you step out of the Accord wagon. It beeps cheerily as you lock it. You stroll through the front door of the diner. It has a small sign that says Pokemon over seven feet tall must be kept in their balls. A host greets you, leading you to a booth table. You sit down in the booth, picking up the menu and reading through it, even though you already know what you want. <img src="images/vap/Normal.png" height="50" width="50" /> You let your Vaporeon Prince out of his ball, putting the menu in front of him so he can pick something. He looks at it for a bit, pointing at the Aloha Chicken Sandwich. After a few minutes, the waiter shows up. "What can I get started for you?" He asks. (text-colour:cyan)["My Vaporeon will have the Aloha Chicken Sandwich, and I'll take an Atomic Dog."] "Got it." The waiter nods. "What side would you like?" (text-colour:cyan)["Um, I'll have Mac-N-Cheese, and some spiced apples for Prince here."] "Gotcha. I'll put that in. Prince is a cool name." The waiter says, disappearing into the kitchen. <img src="images/vap/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> Prince grins at the compliment, giving you a high five. A while later, the waiter returns with your food, setting the sandwich down in front of Prince as he wags his tail. As you take a bite of your hotdog, Prince digs in to his sandwich, wolfing it down with gusto. He finishes eating before you're even halfway through your food, starting on his cinnamon spiced apple slices as you eat the last of your hotdog. You only eat a little bit of your Mac-N-Cheese before getting full, offering the rest to Prince. He nods eagerly, snatching the plate from you and pratically inhaling what's left. <img src="images/vap/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> Later, the waiter comes back to clear the table. "Can I interest you in dessert?" Prince looks at you hopefully, wagging his tail. [[Order Dessert]]

(text-colour:cyan)["I'm good, but I think Prince wants something. I guess we'll get an Oreo shake."] You say, winking at Prince. The waiter nods, going over to the bar and getting started on the shake. He returns quickly, placing the shake between the two of you. He leaves the leftover shake on the end of the table. As Prince starts to slurp the shake down, you grab the metal cup with the leftovers, enjoying the larger clumps of cookie that didn't get blended. You and Prince finish your desserts at around the same time. Prince smiles at you, leaning in and licking your face as his tummy growls. (text-colour:cyan)["You can't possibly still have room in there! You ate more than me, and I'm stuffed!"] You say, poking his belly playfully. The Vaporeon just grins wider, putting his paw on your chest and staring at you hungrily. (text-colour:cyan)["Okay, okay. You can have me. Just let me pay first."] Prince nods, backing off to let you leave a 20 on the table. The second you put your wallet away, he uses Minimize, following up with Protect to make sure you'll be safe. <img src="images/vap/Inspired.png" height="50" width="50" /> Making sure no one is looking, Prince drops you into what's left of his milkshake, grinning down at you as swim in the frigid pool of ice cream and cookie bits. [[Slurp!]]

You smile, grabbing The Dark Side of the Moon and putting it in the boombox. As 'On The Run' starts up, you go back to typing, drafting ideas for the interactive story you're working on. You haven't decided on a title yet, but that's just fine. You get into the groove, falling into rythm as you type away on your vintage beige keyboard. Before you know it, several hours have passed. You sigh, turning off the screen as you get up and stretch. You head downstairs to grab something for lunch, pulling the fridge open and grabbing some leftover Hawiian pizza. You don't bother heating it up, sitting down at the table and munching on the cold pizza, lost in thought as you watch Pidgeys and Fletchlings flit from tree to tree outside. When you finish eating, you don't feel like writing anymore, deciding to play video games instead. What're you in the mood for? [[GTA Online]] [[Fallout 4]] [[Blades and Gullets]]

You stumble over to the record player, removing the Beatles record. You're nowhere near as high as Joshie is, able to put the record away with minimal difficulty. When you return to the sofa, Joshie is still spaced out, staring at you blankly. You wince as your stomach groans, getting up to find something to snack on. You make it about eight feet before Joshie uses Minimize on you, giggling as he rolls off the couch and staggers over to you. He picks you up in his mouth, carrying you back to the couch and laying down again. Apparently, Joshie has a case of the munchies too, staring you down with a ravenous look in his eyes as his stomach gurgles longingly. You're too high to protest, staring at the Umbreon as he towers over you, his rings flickering irregularly. He gives you a big, sloppy lick, pressing you into the couch cushion with his glowing tongue. Joshie's stomach grumbles as he smacks his lips, leaning down and opening wide. He stares at you and wags his tail, apparently expecting you to climb in on your own. <img src="images/umbreon/Joyousjosh.png" height="50" width="50" /> [[Climb in]] [[Run away]]

You sigh, snuggling against the slick, spongy wall as her belly fills with gastric juice. Ellie purrs happily as she feels you go limp in her belly, gulping down a Reviver Seed to ensure you won't be gone for good when her belly is done with you. As she walks around, you start to melt, passing out and splashing into the pool of gastric juice. <img src="images/eevee/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> The Eevee smiles as she feels you go still, trotting into the living room as her digestive system gets to work breaking you down into a nutritious soup. She curls up on the living room rug, relaxing in a patch of sunshine as her belly grinds you down into chyme. Later, she wakes up, stretching and yawning. The sun is setting as she coughs up the seed in the kitchen, watching as it lights up with a blindingly bright white glow. When the light fades, you're standing where the seed was, back to normal size. Ellie purrs, rubbing her head against your leg as you get to your feet. You pick her up, carrying her to the sofa. You set her down in your lap, petting her gently as you watch TV. After a while, you set her on the floor, heading back to [[Your Room]]

You can't help smiling as you reach for the classic movie, delicately removing it from the box and sliding it into the VCR. The VCR gets to work, pulling the tape out of the cartridge and wrapping it around the video drum. The sound is music to your ears as you power up the CRT, watching the screen slowly flicker into life as the movie starts. Around halfway through the movie, you fall asleep, dozing off as Joel realizes his mother's egg has been stolen. You snooze for a bit before a sudden jolt shocks you awake. [[Wake Up in Sandwich]]

<img src="images/umbreon/Angryjosh.png" height="50" width="50" /> You dash away from Josh as fast as you can. In your condition, you don't make it far before Josh pounces, missing you by a hair. He doesn't miss the second time, trapping you under his paw as he snickers, smushing you against the cushion teasingly. You squirm under his paw, trying to get away. Josh pushes down harder, squishing the fight out of you. Barely able to breathe, you submit to the looming Dark type. Joshie's grin widens as he leans down to lick your face. He slowly drags his tongue across your face, growling playfully as you try to squirm free from his hold. Once you're thoroughly coated in saliva, Joshie finally draws back, letting you catch your breath. You shiver as his stomach rumbles, watching nervously as he raises his paw again. Tired of running, you hold your ground, staring into his yellow eyes. The dark type eyes you curiously, slowly bringing his paw down and gently pinning you again. {(if: $hard is true)[Josh grinds you against the couch cushion with his paw, slowly but surely forcing the air out of your lungs. Just as you start to pass out, he lets up. You suck in a grateful breath, wheezing as your Umbreon licks his chops.]} <img src="images/umbreon/Determinedjosh.png" height="50" width="50" /> Before you can say anything to convince him to let you go, Joshie nomphs over your head, eagerly slurping you into his maw. [[Glurk!]]

Josh's rings dim and his ears droop sadly as you turn off the TV and go back upstairs. You settle down at your desk again, getting back into the groove and managing to write several pages. As the sun starts to set, you can't shake the nagging feeling that you should have gone to the adoption event. Later, you've managed to write quite a bit, nearly three whole pages! You lean back in your chair, smiling as you admire your work. Suddenly, something hits your back! You gasp as you start to shrink, quickly losing height. When you stop shrinking, you're about three inches tall. A noise behind you makes you turn around, your eyes going wide as you see a ___ reaching for you! [[vine]] [[brown furred paw]]

You struggle with all your might, kicking and pushing against the slimy stomach walls as hard as you can. The belly groans, squeezing around you as the entire organ lurches. Instead of forcing you back up her throat, air rushes out, resulting in a drawn out belch from Ellie. She pats her tummy as you slump over, passing out shortly after due to the lack of oxygen. She gulps down a Reviver Seed after, making sure you won't be gone for good. The Eevee smiles as she feels you go still, trotting into the living room as her digestive system gets to work breaking you down into a nutritious soup. She curls up on the living room rug, relaxing in a patch of sunshine as her belly grinds you down into chyme. Later, she wakes up, stretching and yawning. The sun is setting as she coughs up the seed in the kitchen, watching as it lights up with a blindingly bright white glow. When the light fades, you're standing where the seed was, back to normal size. Ellie purrs, rubbing her head against your leg as you get to your feet.

Prince swallows, washing you down his gullet with the milkshake. You slide down his throat, splashing down into his stomach. (track: 'gulp3', 'play') [[Plunk!]]

You walk over to your modest collection of videotapes, scanning through the titles and looking for something to watch. Three flicks catch your eye. Which one do you go with? [[Risky Buisness]] [[Evil Dead 2]] [[National Lampoon's Loaded Weapon 1]]

Vincent smiles up at you happily, licking your hand in greeting. The Nickit watches you work your way through the bad guys, yipping excitedly as you take out the boss and return to the settlers to inform them that they are safe. Before you can start another mission, Vincent knocks the controller out of your hands, putting his paws on your chest and looking into your eyes. Once he has your attention, the Nickit slowly runs his tongue over his lips, grinning as you start to blush. (text-colour:cyan)["Can I at least start the next mission? I've just started playing."] Vincent shakes his head, leaning in and licking your face as his belly gurgles longingly. <img src="images/nickit/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:cyan)["Okay, okay. Let me just-"] Before your foxy friend can react, you jump up from the sofa, sending him tumbling to the floor as you bolt out of the living room. It doesn't take him long to recover. He takes off after you, claws scrabbling for purchase as he gives chase. (text-colour:cyan)["Haha! I'm not gonna make it easy for you!"] You shout, racing towards your room. You rush inside, locking the door behind you. (text-colour:cyan)["Too slow!"] You say, taunting him as he scratches at the door from the other side. <img src="images/nickit/Angry.png" height="50" width="50" /> Vincent growls angrily, kicking the door as you giggle. After a few minutes, the sound of his pacing paws fades away. You get suspicious, wondering what he's plotting. Looking under the door, the shadows of his paws are gone. (text-colour:cyan)["You're gonna have to try harder than that to fool me."] You say, certain that he's just waiting for you to open the door so that he can get at you. Only silence answers you from the other side of the door. Unnerved, you back away, sitting on the floor and huddling against your bed. You crawl under your bed, wedging yourself against the carpet. Just when you start to relax, you feel something tap your shoulder. [[Turn Around]]

You wake up, finding yourself stuffed into a egg and cheese sandwich! As you try to figure out how you got here, a paw grabs the sandwich, lifting it towards its owner's maw. Who's eating you? [[Louis the Lucario]] [[Joshua the Umbreon]] [[Blizzard the Glaceon]]

You sit down on the faux leather couch in your living room, powering up the CRT television and putting on the news. Joshua, your Umbreon, curls up in your lap as the newscaster talks about whatever. After you've eaten your fill, you offer the last bite to Josh. (text-colour:cyan)["Hey Joshie, want the last bite of my Mac 'N' Cheese?"] Josh nods eagerly. You smile, setting the cup down on the floor for him. He hops off the couch, sticking his muzzle into the cup and digging in as a commercial break starts. On the TV, a Tyrannosaurus rex stomps down a city street. Cars screech to a halt in the streets as people flee in terror. Suddenly, the dino stops in its tracks, eyes bugging out when it notices the car towering over it. (text-colour:red)["Big is Back!"] An announcer exclaims. (text-colour:red)["Because Bigger is Better! The six thousand S.U.X, an American tradition. 8.2 miles per gallon!"] ... (text-colour:blue)["Honey, where's the spatula?"] A suburban housewife calls. The father steps into the kitchen, slapping himself in the head. (text-colour:blue)["Okay everybody, let's go!"] He says. The whole family piles into a station wagon, hitting the road. (text-colour:red)["There's just one place to go for all your spatula needs! ''SPATULA CITY!!''"] A voice over exclaims. (text-colour:red)["A giant warehouse of spatulas for EVERY occasion! Thousands to choose from, in every size, shape, and color! And because we eliminate the middle man, we can sell all our spatulas directly to you! Where do you go to buy spatulas at a fraction of retail cost?! ''SPATULA CITY!!'' Spatula City, we sell spatulas, and that's all!"] ... Josh wolfs down what's left, licking up the leftover cheese sauce and getting his face stuck in the cup. He growls angrily, trying to shake it off. You laugh, reaching over and giving him a hand. He licks your hand happily after you get the cup off, curling up in your lap. Just as you are about to go back upstairs to resume your work, the newscaster mentions an adoption event, catching your attention. (text-colour:magenta)["//Today at two, a local Pokemon shelter is having an adoption event to find homes for Pokemon rescued from shiny breeders. Come on down if you're looking to adopt!//"] Josh perks up, looking at you hopefully and wagging his tail as his rings pulse excitedly. Do you return to your work, or go to the adoption event? [[Check it out]] [[Stay home]]

<img src="images/reshiram/Inspired.png" height="50" width="50" /> A massive white dragon comes around the corner, smiling as it sees you. You sigh in relief as you realize its just Reshiram, giving the dragon a friendly wave as you leave the parking lot. You don't get very far before Reshiram stomps its foot down in front of you, blocking the road. You stick your head out the window, and Reshiram brings its head down, peering at you with its piercing blue eyes. (text-colour:cyan)["What gives, Reshiram? I just wanna go get some lunch. Would you move please?"] You say. Reshiram licks its lips as you mention lunch, a hungry glint appearing in its eye as it stares at you. (text-colour:cyan)["Look, if you want to eat me, it'll have to wait until I get back okay? I'm starving!"] Reshiram doesn't move, staring you down as its belly rumbles. (text-colour:cyan)["I said no! Would you please just-"] Reshiram doesn't let you finish, opening wide and snapping up the station wagon. You sigh irritably as the big dragon sloshes the car around in its maw, smearing the windows with slobber. <img src="images/reshiram/Determined.png" height="50" width="50" /> Moments later, Reshiram tilts its head back, smirking as the car slips down its gullet. You splash down into the dragon's belly a second later, quickly turning the car off before the engine gets flooded with slime. Reshiram's stomach squeezes around the car, gurgling happily as it senses a possible foodstuff. The dragon prevents its tummy from breaking you down, making sure that no acid enters its gut. The walls ooze with slime, dripping over the car as you sigh. You know not to try using the A/C. The last time this happened, you did, and the stomach slime got sucked into the vents. It took WEEKS to clean. <img src="images/reshiram/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> The stomach squishes the car for a moment, forcing some air back up Reshiram's throat. It blasts out of the dragon's maw as a loud belch. Reshiram chuckles, patting its gut affectionately as it lumbers off into the forest to take a nap. With nothing better to do, you get comfortable in the back of the station wagon, drifting off to sleep with the Dragon of Truth. Later, you wake up in [[Your Room]]

''(text-colour:green)[Behind the Green Door] (text-colour:purple)[A text adventure by Fiddlecipher]'' [[Settings]] It's around 9 o'clock on a crisp Castelia City Saturday morning. You've just gotten back from your morning walk, heading upstairs. After a quick shower, you sit down at your keyboard, powering up the CRT monitor and sipping on your milkshake as you settle in and start to write. After forty five minutes or so, you slow down and stop, out of ideas. Your gaze drifts to the boombox on the desk, giving you an idea. Music always helps you concentrate! The only question is, which band do you want to listen to? [[Ginger Root]] [[Led Zeppelin]] [[Golden Earring]] [[Pink Floyd]] [[CAKE]] Off to the side, a previously hidden hallway branches off of your bedroom, lined with [[doors]]. (set: $micro to false)

Ellie grabs you, squeezing you against her chest playfully. The Eevee purrs as she loves on you, picking you up in her jaws and carrying you off to her bed. <img src="images/eevee/Normal.png" height="50" width="50" /> She drops you onto the soft surface, curling around you before you can get away. After cuddling you for a while, she gets hungry, running her tongue over her lips as she eyes you. You bolt, but you don't make it far before she snags your shirt collar with a paw, yanking you towards her. <img src="images/eevee/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> She dangles you above her maw, wiggling her tongue at you playfully. Then, she drops you, snapping her jaws shut as you land on her tongue. You nearly slide right into her gullet from the momentum, just barely managing to grab on to her uvula. She smirks, swallowing as hard as she can and sending a wave of drool washing over you. You lose your grip on the fleshy appendage, sloshing into her throat. The walls of her gullet squish you down towards her tummy as she swallows, grinning the whole time. You splash down into a pool of steaming gastric juice and stomach slime, the organ gurgling happily as it recognizes the snack that just dropped in. [[Relax]] [[Struggle]]

The vine quickly wraps around you, dragging you out of your room as you squirm. You already know who the vine belongs to, Mint, your Leafeon. Sure enough, the grass type slinks towards you, using his vine to dangle you above his maw teasingly. (text-colour:cyan)["Arceus. Mint, you scared me! Just ask next time you feel like snacking on me, okay?"] You sigh. Mint smiles sheepishly, nodding as the vine loosens, dropping you into his maw. You land on his tongue with a splat, happily rolling around in his maw to help spread your flavor. Mint starts to purr, soaking you in saliva as he drools. His belly growls hungrily below you, calling out to be filled. The two of you don't keep his gut waiting for long. You eagerly work your way to his gullet, peeking over his tongue and getting a glimpse of the dark, slimy, pulsing pathway to his tummy. Mint senses your eagerness, grinning as he licks you one last time. He tilts his head back, lining you up with his gullet and lifting his tongue. [[Glrk!]]

(track: 'swallowgutbelch', 'play') You slowly turn your head, gasping as you see that Vincent is next to you! The fox waves at you, giggling as he engulfs your head in his maw. You struggle and squirm, but Vincent simply uses his paws to pin your arms to your sides, effortlessly restricting your movement. With that out of the way, the crafty vulpine drags you out from under the bed, moving you to a more open space so that he can properly enjoy his meal. The Nickit purrs as you try to wiggle your way out of his throat, shoving you in deeper with his paws and gulping down your torso. He pauses when he gets to your feet, sensing an opportunity to tease you even more. You burst into a fit of giggles as the fox starts licking your feet, squirming around inside his gullet and belly. Vincent smiles, gulping down your feet and relaxing atop his engorged tummy. <img src="images/nickit/Joyous.png" height="50" width="50" /> You're forced to curl up as the last of you is shoved into the stomach, squeezed into an odd position as Vincent purrs outside, rubbing his belly. A loud groan brings the Nickit back to reality. He quickly uses Protect on you, ensuring that your stay will be safe. With that taken care of, Vincent drags himself up into your bed, curling up under your blanket. Inside the vulpine's tummy, the heat ramps up, quickly reaching sauna levels as the blanket traps heat. You quickly start to sweat, managing to slip your shirt off as Vincent's gut tries to push you around. Outside, the Nickit snickers, licking his lips. Even with you crammed into his stomach, Vincent is still a bit hungry, grinning as he realizes he has some stolen snacks stored snug in his tail. The fox pulls the fluffy appendage towards himself, eagerly giving it a shake. His toothy grin widens as several packs of cookies tumble out of his tail. The fox giggles, tearing open the first baggie and wolfing down the contents. Deep down in his guts, you're showered with soggy cookie bits, flinching as an unchewed cookie lands on your head. (text-colour:cyan)["You're //really// pushing it, Vince."] You growl, pushing out against the wall. Your Nickit only chuckles, shoving your hands back with his paw. Then, he goes right back to teasing you, [[happily chomping on cookies.->Snack time]]

You grab your Ginger Root cassette, admiring the signatures on it for a bit before popping the tape into the stereo and getting to work as City Slicker starts to play. Several hours later, after listening to both sides twice, you decide to take a break. Closing your laptop, you get up from your chair, heading to the kitchen. While you try to decide what to do, your gaze settles on your [[Shrink Ray]]. The sleek, futuristic device gleams in the morning sun, seeming to call to you. If you don't feel like being tiny, you could always check [[Your Pokemon's Room]] to see if anyone is awake and wants to hang out.

You grin, grabbing your iPod and navigating to your playlist of CAKE songs. The opening riff of Love You Madly graces your ears as you get to work, typing paragraph after paragraph of silly vore stories. After writing for a while, you switch over to your text adventure, fixing typos and adding more scenes. Several hours later, you stretch out and yawn, your back aching from sitting in the same position for so long. When the last song on the playlist ends, you close Twine, turning off the CRT monitor and leaving your room. As you leave your room, you nearly trip over your Sylveon. Cinnamon yelps, wrapping her ribbons around your leg to keep herself upright. <img src="images/sylveon/Dizzy.png" height="50" width="50" /> Unfortunately, this trips you up. You land on top of her, wheezing as the air is knocked out of you. Cinnamon squirms out from under you, shaking herself off and glaring at you. (text-colour:cyan)["Sorry, Cinnamon. I didn't see you there."] You sheepishly apologize. Cinnamon rolls her eyes, offering you a ribbon to help you up. Smiling, you grab the tendril. The second you make contact, you start to feel woozy. <img src="images/sylveon/Special1.png" height="50" width="50" /> Realizing something is wrong, you try to get away. You only make it a few feet before collapsing. The last thing you see before passing out is Cinnamon's face as she smirks down at you. When you wake up, you're buried up to your chest in sugary frosting. You try to yank yourself free, to no avail. Suddenly, a giggle sounds from behind you. You turn your head as far as you can, going pale as you see Cinnamon staring down at you. <img src="images/sylveon/Joyous.png" height="50" width="50" /> The fairy type is MASSIVE, towering over the cupcake you're stuck in. She licks her lips, making you tremble as you realize why you're here. Maybe this is payback for that one time you fed her to Josh, just like this. (text-colour:cyan)["Cinnamon! Please-"] She doesn't let you finish, shoving a clump icing in your mouth. The sugary frosting prevents you from speaking. You look up at the giant Sylveon with pleading eyes, not understanding why she's doing this. You tripped over her by accident! A hungry gurgle yanks you out of your thoughts. You stare fearfully up at the giant fairy as she lowers her head, giving you an inquisitive lick. Her eyes light up happily as she licks some frosting off her nose, smacking her lips in delight. You flinch as Cinnmon grabs an adjacent cupcake, shoving the whole thing into her mouth at once. The Sylveon doesn't slow down to enjoy the treat, gulping the entire thing down in one go! The confection forms a lumpy bulge in her throat, slipping down her neck and dissapearing into her chest. She lets you stare for a second before she leans in again, slurping her tongue over your face and leaving a trail of sugary drool.

(track: 'purr', 'play') You land on the cat's tongue, squirming around as he closes his jaws and starts to taste his hard-earned treat. The predator purrs as you wriggle helplessly, slowly closing his jaws. Dexter's teeth come together with a clack, sealing you inside his slimy maw. The cat smiles, carefully using his tongue to push you into his cheek. Soft flesh caves in on you, molding to fit your form as your Persian sucks on you like a piece of candy. Saliva drenches your purple fur, cascading down your body before rolling across the cat's tongue, spreading your delectable flavor to every inch of Dexter's maw. Down below, a drawn-out gurgle sounds, echoing up the cat's throat. His stomach is growing impatient. Chuckling, Dexter tilts his head back, and you slip over the back of his tongue. Hot, slimy flesh crushes in around you when the cat swallows, tugging you down his gullet. Rythmic muscle contractions propel you down, down, down, pressing you up against a tightly sealed ring of muscle at the bottom of Dexter's gullet. You glow briefly as the cat uses Safeguard on you, ensuring you won't feel any pain. <img src="images/persian/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> Just as you start to worry that you'll be stuck in your friend's throat, the ring yawns open wide, and you're squeezed through, plopping down into the belly of the beast. Dexter's stomach gurgles warmly, squeezing in to investigate the new foodstuff. You giggle as the walls caress you in a tight hug, oozing gastric juice. Dexter purrs, making his belly vibrate around you as he saunters to the living room and curls up on the rug. You relax in the basin of his gut, listening to the sounds of his finely-tuned body at work. His breathing slows as he drifts off to sleep, letting his tummy have its way with you.

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(track: 'princeguts', 'play') (set: $eatenbyprince to true) Chunks of chicken and pineapple simmer in the rapidly warming milkshake as you settle in, melty cheese mixing with sticky apple mush as his stomach churns you around. Lettuce, tomato, and onion break down around you, filling his gut with a miasma of earthy, savory, and sweet smells mixing together. They form one big stew as Prince's stomach clenches and squeezes, gurgling and groaning as it works on his big lunch. As you try to clamber up a pile of mushy chicken, Prince hops down from his seat, his belly sloshing wildly. A tidal wave of stomach sludge crashes into you, throwing you against the wall. You hit the spongy wall with a splat, sticking for a moment before sliding back down into the stew. The smell of digesting chicken melds with the sweet scent of the cinnamon apples and the shake, making your eyes water. Suddenly, his gut squeezes in, crushing everything together as it forces an air pocket up his throat. Prince lets out a satisfied belch above you, licking his lips as he saunters back to the station wagon. He hops up onto the hood, climbing to the roof and dropping through the open sunroof. <img src="images/vap/Joyous.png" height="50" width="50" /> He sits in the passenger seat, laying on his back and relaxing as a pleasant breeze ruffles his fins. Luckily, you parked in the shade, so neither of you have to worry about getting cooked. Of course, it's still quite hot and humid for you, since you're inside him and all. Prince starts to drift off, lulled to sleep by the ambient sounds of traffic mixed with his stomach noises. You follow suit, snuggling into the slimy walls as they ooze gastric juice to break down his food. Protect prevents his belly from digesting you, keeping you safe as his tummy grinds everything else down into chyme. The sounds of his belly working on lunch eventually lull you to sleep. You smile, relaxing as his stomach does its job, thoroughly breaking down everything the Vaporeon ate. Outside, Prince smiles as he feels you snuggle into the wall. He stretches out, yawning as his body redirects his energy to his stomach to digest his big lunch. His eyes start to close as he relaxes in the station wagon, drifting off to the sounds of traffic mixed with the wet gurgles of his belly. The two of you sleep for several hours, enjoying each other's company. Later that evening, Prince wakes up, stretching out and yawning. By now his big lunch has digested, leaving you alone in his belly. The Vaporeon spits you out, growing you back to your normal size so you can drive home. You sigh happily as you walk through the front door, heading back to [[Your Room]]

(track: 'breedigest', 'play') (set: $eatenbyjosh to true) <img src="images/umbreon/Normaljosh.png" height="50" width="50" /> A few hours later, Josh closes his eyes, his rings glowing brightly as he concentrates on your aura. A bright flash of light signals your return to the world of the living. Disoriented, you stumble for a few seconds before Josh catches you with his paw, snuggling you against his fluffy belly as what's left of you slowly burbles deeper into his digestive system. He gives you an affectionate lick, blasting you with weed breath as he purrs. After a while, you drift off in his cuddly embrace, waking up in [[Your Room]]

(track: 'lick1', 'play') Josh slowly chews his bite, being extra careful not to skewer you with his sharp teeth. You appreciate his tenderness, rubbing your hands on his tongue as he finishes chewing. Josh smiles as he feels you massaging his glowing tongue, starting to purr as he tilts his head back and swallows you down with his bite of sandwich. <img src="images/umbreon/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> [[Gllp!]]

You slip down his gullet, splashing down into his gastric juice with his food. More soggy bread piles in, landing on top of you and pinning you to the bottom of the 'Bree's belly. The walls of his gut glow yellow, just like his eyes and mouth, so you're able to see clearly as his stomach comes to life, churning wetly as more food drops in. Before you know it, his gut is full of slimy eggs and cheese mixed with chunks of chewed up, soggy bread. <img src="images/umbreon/Inspiredjosh.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:yellow)["Breeon!"] Your Umbreon purrs, wagging his tail as he finishes eating his food. As you sulk in his tummy, Josh pokes you from outside. (text-colour:yellow)["Umbre?"] You sigh. (text-colour:cyan)["Okay, Joshie. I'll rub your belly."] You reluctantly start to rub his gut from the inside, kneading the slick walls with your hands. (text-colour:yellow)["Eoooon!~"] Joshie purrs with delight, involuntairily kicking his hind leg as his tail twitches. [[GWRRGLE!]]

(track: 'joshguts', 'play') (set: $eatenbyjosh2 to true) Before long, you're grinning from ear to ear, unable to stay irritated as you hear how happy your companion is. Joshie's stomach certianly seems pleased, gurgling warmly and squishing you in a tight, drippy hug. You're thrown to the side as Josh flops onto the couch, sliding down into the mush as the dark type lazily lounges, watching TV as his lunch melts down around you. <img src="images/umbreon/Normaljosh.png" height="50" width="50" /> After a while, you start to doze off, relaxing while your Umbreon purrs around you, clearly enjoying your company as his stomach works on his food. Josh smiles as he hears a yawn inside his belly, gently nuzzling the miniscule bulge you make. The dark type can feel you curl up within him, his rings pulsing happily as he yawns, getting tired as well. Shortly after, he slips into slumber as well, joining you in dreamland... While the two of you sleep, Josh's stomach makes quick work of his egg sandwich, melting the mush down into soup. A quiet bubbling sounds as the soup slowly drains into his intestines, leaving you alone in the dark type's stomach. Later, Josh wakes up, giving his tummy a gentle rub and purring as you rub the walls of his gut from the inside. After keeping you inside for a few more hours, your Umbreon brings you back to [[Your Room]].

(track: 'brandyguts', 'play') Her growls change from assertive to playful once she feels you go limp. She leans in, drenching your face in slobber with a sloppy lick. Her slender belly roars as she gets a taste of you, upset that a tasty treat is pressing against the wrong side of her skin. Brandy doesn't keep her tummy waiting, gulping down your head and shoving your chest into her maw. You try to wriggle out of her throat, but she only growls and bites down on your belly. You twitch involuntairily, jabbing her throat wall with your elbow. (set: $eatenbybrandy to true) Brandy makes a sickening noise, and for a moment, you think she'll spit you out. A low growl sounds from down below, followed by a tight squeeze and a blast of rancid air rom her stomach. You cringe, going green as she belches directly into your face. Brandy pats her throat apologetically, seeming to feel guilty about subjecting you to that. She quickly guzzles the rest of you, sighing contently as you fill out her stomach. With you packed away, she takes your spot on the couch, rubbing her belly lovingly as you squirm around deep inside her. Brandy sighs, licking her lips and using Protect on you as she drapes her fluffy tails over her engorged tummy. She lazes the day away sprawled out on the sofa, drifting in and out of slumber as her stomach gurgles and groans around you. The Ninetales ends up sleeping well into the night, finally waking up when her belly rubles hungrily. Stretching out and yawning, the vixen saunters into the kitchen, looking for food. You wake up with a start as ice cream splats on your head, running down your back and mixing with the remains of her lunch. Outside, Brandy happily digs into the tub of mint chocolate chip ice cream, paying no mind to your indignant squirms. <img src="images/nine/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> Brandy licks her lips when she's finished, letting out a satisfied sigh. Deep in her belly, you glower as she starts to walk back towards the sofa, sloshing melty ice cream over you. The swaying motion stops when she lays down again, curling up on the sofa and going back to sleep. The ice cream doesn't last long in the fire type's steamy guts, quickly turning into goop. You sigh, getting comfortable among the vixen's noisy innards and drifting off. The next morning, you wake up in [[Your Room]].

(track: 'slurp', 'play') <img src="images/vap/Inspired.png" height="50" width="50" /> The Vaporeon puts his mouth on the straw, slurping at the milkshake happily. The suction yanks you under the surface, pulling you up the straw. You shoot up the plastic pipe like a rocket, spurting into Prince's maw and landing on his tongue. The Vaporeon spits out the straw, sealing his lips shut and swishing you around in his maw with the sweet ice cream. After enjoying your sweet flavor for a bit, he tilts his head back, washing you towards his gullet. [[Ulp!]]

(track: 'dukeguts', 'play') As he dozes off, his belly heats up, making you sweat as the humidity triples in an instant. You pant as his belly becomes a sauna, the smell of digesting lasagna filling the organ as it gets to work breaking down everything inside it, including you. Gastric juice oozes down the walls, pooling around you and steadily rising. Before long, you're up to your chest in warm, tingling stomach acid. (set: $eatenbyduke to true) <img src="images/jolt/Normal.png" height="50" width="50" /> Duke starts to snore, sleeping peacefully as his belly gurgles and groans, churning you into soup along with the rest of his food. The next day, the electric type wakes up feeling great, stretching out and yawning as he relaxes in the sun. He smacks his lips lazily as you materialize in front of him, appearing in a flash of bright light. You pluck him off the floor, laying down on the couch with him. Duke purrs as you cuddle him, nuzzling into your chest as the two of you drift off. A while later, you wake up in [[Your Room]]

<img src="images/nine/alolan/Normal.png" height="50" width="50" /> The Alolan Ninetales raises his head as you approach, smiling (if: $micro is true)[down at you] and wagging his tails. (if: $micro is true)[(text-colour:grey)["Hiya Trainer! Why're you so tiny?"] He asks, tilting his head. You shrug, telling him you just felt like it. The fox gives you a knowing grin, flashing his teeth. (text-colour:grey)["Oh, 'you just felt like it' huh? Haha! You don't have to lie to me, Trainer! I know why you're here.~"] Akari giggles. <img src="images/nine/alolan/Inspired.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:grey)["You're here to..."] (text-colour:grey)["[[feed me]]!" "[[snuggle with me]]!"]](else:)[You smile back, sitting next to him and gently petting his silky white fur.]

<img src="images/flare/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> Your Flareon is snoring quietly in his bed. You smile, making your way over to him and climbing up his leg. His fluffy orange fur is warm and soft, like a heated blanket. After spending some time curled up in his head fluff, you crawl down his neck, nestling in his mane. The yellow fur is absurdly comfortable. You're out like a light, sleepily resting against Dennis' neck... You wake up with a start as Dennis rolls onto his side, jostling you around. Thankfully, you don't get crushed, but you're super uncomfortable now. Panting, you extract yourself from the Flareon's mane and slide down his neck. The fire type's paw makes for a cushy landing. It twitches slightly when you land on it, but Dennis doesn't wake up. The Eeveelution's ear flicks as he sleeps, completely unaware that he nearly smothered you a few seconds ago. You're about to leave, but then you notice his big, poofy tail. Do you want to [[go back->Your Pokemon's Room]] or [[snuggle his fluffy tail]]?

`(Harvey belongs to my friend, whoreallycares!)` The Mightyena raises his head as you approach, watching you warily. Harvey isn't yours, he belongs to a friend of yours who's gone on vacation. You're simply dog sitting the Mightyena while his owner is away. Even though it's been a few days, the dark type still doesn't seem to like you, refusing to let you get close enough to pet him. (text-colour:cyan)["Hey there, Harvey."] You say softly, holding out a treat. The dark type bares his teeth and bristles his steel-gray fur, growling quietly. You don't move any closer, but you don't back down either, holding your ground. Harvey watches you incredulously, impressed at your bravery. Eventually, he shuffles closer, snatching the biscuit out of your hand. The Mightyena crunches up the tasty treat, keeping his eyes on you in case you try anything. When he's done chewing, he swallows. Your eyes follow the bulge as it disappears into his chest. Harvey notices you staring, flattening his ears against his skull in annoyance. (text-colour:grey)["What?"] He barks, glaring at you. Instead of speaking, you slowly extend your hand, reaching out towards his pink nose. (text-colour:grey)["DON'T."] Harvey warns, narrowing his eyes. When you don't respond, the hound bares his teeth, showing off his sharp fangs. You bring your hand closer, making contact with his nose. The canine stares at you in shock, but he makes no attempt to nip at you. Smiling, you keep your hand on his nose, slowly placing your other hand on his head. You hold out another treat, gently running your fingers through his fur. (text-colour:grey)["If you're trying to buy my friendship with treats, that won't work."] Harvey grunts, munching on the dog biscuit while you continue to pet him. The dark type glares at you, but his tail betrays his true emotions, starting to wag happily behind him. You smile, letting him sniff your hand as you stroke his ears. (text-colour:cyan)["See, Harv? It's alright, I just want to hang out with you."] You whisper, running your fingers through his fur. Harvey seems to be caught between wanting to bite you and accepting your friendship. Luckily for you, the dark type decides that you're cool, letting his guard down. (text-colour:grey)["Only friends get to call me that."] He pants quietly, wagging his tail as you pet him. (text-colour:cyan)["Okay. Harvey it is."] You reply, scratching under the Mightyena's chin. Harvey smiles, giving you a lick on the cheek. You giggle, giving him a hug. When you let go of him, the dark type rolls over, exposing just a bit of his belly. Seeing your chance, you eagerly rub the Mightyena's belly. Harvey growls, but this time, it's happy instead of a warning. After a few minutes, the hound decides he's had enough, gently nipping at you. You respect his wishes, withdrawing your hand. (text-colour:cyan)[="Hey, Harvey. Want to" [[Play fetch?]] [[Play Tug 'o' War?]]

A hallway lined with doors. Something tells you that they lead to many different scenes, //hidden// scenes. But one door is special. It leads to the SecretScene. {(if: $eatenbyjosh2 is true and $architect is false)[A door with a star on it has appeared, set into the wall. [[Step through?->+6int]]]} {(if: $eatenbyprince is true and $architect is true and $ub is true)[A door with a star on it has appeared, set into the wall. [[Step through?->Analyst]]]} {(if: $playername is "TastyTales")[A dark blue door emblazoned with a golden [[Z]] has appeared!]} Shrimp scene! [[6$ Srimp Special]] Next game update ETA: {(live: 1.97s)[ (either: "197 millennia", "43 femtoseconds (or smaller)", "11-21-17", "42", "91 weeks 46 days 95 hours (approximately)", "July 28, 1978", "next Tuesday (unless otherwise redetermined)", "4:27 am February 5, 2015", "when Brandy lets me out", "after the heat-death of the universe", "November 3, 2017", "more like six days", "Whenever Josh coughs me up") ]}

You step through the door, finding yourself in a slightly messy bedroom. Directly in front of you, a Zorua sits in a desk chair that is much too big for his small frame, tapping his paws on a keyboard. <img src="images/zor/dev/Inspired.png" height="50" width="50" /> The dark type is wearing a small, Pokemon-sized hoodie. He has earbuds in his fluffy ears, singing and nodding his head. (text-colour:red)[♪I don't want to worry whether we're going to stay together 'til we die, I don't want you jumping unless this music's thumping♪!] Behind him, his fluffy tail wags happily in time with the beat. (text-colour:red)[♪All the dishes rattle in the cupboards when the elephants arrive♪!] He sings, belting out the lyrics as you look on in amusement. (text-colour:red)[♪I want to love you madly-!] <img src="images/zor/dev/Stunned.png" height="50" width="50" /> All of a sudden, he notices your reflection in his screen, yelping and quickly turning off his CRT monitor to hide his unfinished work from view. After catching his breath, the quadruped swivels his chair around to face you, slicking back the red tuft of fur on his head and smirking confidently at you. <img src="images/zor/dev/devnorm.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["Hello, $playername. You must be wondering who I am. I am the Developer. I created this game, and I've been waiting for you."] The dark type purrs, subtly licking his lips as you step into the room and look around. There's a big map of Los Santos hanging on the wall, the kind that came with GTA V. A boombox sits on a shelf above the bed, stacks of cassette tapes on either side. A vintage CRT television is on the nightstand, with a VCR sitting on top. But, the most interesting thing is the shattered remains of a glass display case. The Developer clears his throat, drawing your attention back to him. <img src="images/zor/dev/devnorm.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["You have many questions, and while I'd love to answer all of them, I simply don't have the time. While your first question is the most pertinent, you may or may not realize it is also the most... irrelevant."] He smirks, slowly wagging his bushy tail. (text-colour:cyan)["Why am I here?"] You ask, gesturing to the room. <img src="images/zor/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["You are here because all of the flags required to unlock this branch of scenes have been set to true. I'll change the requirements with each update, to keep things interesting. No, I won't tell you how you unlocked this encounter."] He lets out a trademark Zorua snicker, maintaining eye contact with you. <img src="images/zor/Joyous.png" height="50" width="50" /> [["Tell me about yourself."]] [["Tell me about the game."]] [["What's your favorite part about being a writer?"]]

Your name is set to $playername. (link: "Change Player Name?")[(set: $playername to (prompt: "Change Player Name?",""))(goto: "Change Your Name?")] (link: "Return?")[(goto: "Settings")]

<img src="images/zor/dev/Surprised.png" height="50" width="50" /> The question seems to catch him off guard. (text-colour:red)["You want to know about me? R-really?"] He stammers, his voice cracking a bit in surprise. (text-colour:red)["W-well, I'm the Author's self-insert. I'm supposed to be him in this game. Zorua is one of his favorite Pokemon, so that's why I'm one."] He says, fidgeting anxiously. <img src="images/zor/dev/Inspired.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["I love music, movies, and video games. Obviously, Pokemon is one of my favorite games, alongside GTA IV and V, The Last Guardian, and Fallout 4. I have too many favorite movies to list them here, but The Kentucky Fried Movie and The Driver are two really good 1970's movies. Baby Driver, Shaun of the Dead, and Hot Fuzz are a few newer movies that I love. As for TV shows, Top Gear (The O.G UK version) and The Twilight Zone (The O.G and the modern Jordan Peele reboot)"] (text-colour:cyan)["What kind of music do you like?"] You ask. The Developer thinks for a second, trying to gather his thoughts. (text-colour:red)["Wow. Um. CAKE, Cameo, Beck, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd, Ginger Root, The Doors, Yellow Magic Orchestra, Weird Al, Outkast. That's kind of a big question..."] He trails off. (text-colour:red)["Oh! I also like classical music! Like Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker, Strauss' Blue Danube, and Mussorgsky's Night on Bald Mountain..."] The Zorua goes quiet again, seeming to get lost in thought. After a short silence, he snaps to attention, muttering something about a [[Prize]].

<img src="images/zor/dev/Determined.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["This game, or the idea for it at least, is older than you know. I prefer counting from one attempt to the next, in which case this is the fourth version. The first game I designed using the Quest engine. At the time, I didn't even know about Twine yet. I had so many plans for that game."] He says wistfully, his eyes glazing over for a moment as he thinks back. <img src="images/zor/dev/Angry.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["The ambitions I had for it were equalled only by its monumentally disappointing failure."] The dark type growls, flicking his ear irritably. (text-colour:red)["The inevitability of its doom is apparent to me now as a result of Quest's lack of user friendliness at the time. I found it hard to do basic things, and eventually, that combined with the fact that my shitty laptop could barely run Quest and caused me to abandon ship."] The Developer lets out a depressed-sounding sigh, looking at the carpet dejectedly before turning his gaze back to you. <img src="images/zor/Sigh.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["Almost a year went by before I tried again, taking what I had learned and trying to make a PDF Choose Your Own Adventure of sorts, like those interactive Goosebumps books. However, I was again frustrated by failure, this time due to lack of a decent computer and writers block."] The Tricky Fox closes his eyes, thinking of the past. (text-colour:red)["After the second attempt, I didn't try again for a long time. That is, until I stumbled upon Quest vore games made by others. A few of those people were kind enough to include the source files, so I took a look at them and tried to imitate their code and build. It didn't work."] <img src="images/zor/dev/Angryalt.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["The third version was quite interesting! I tried using an online interactive story builder. Things were going smoothly, but then the site told me if I wanted to add more to my story, I had to pay. Obviously, I wasn't cool with that. That was the only time I was FORCED to abandon a version of the game."] He angrily kicks his chair, nearly falling off. The Zorua quickly regains his composure, continuing to talk to you. <img src="images/zor/Joyous.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["The fourth iteration is the one we're standing in right now. I think I did a great job!"] He says, smiling proudly and wagging his tail. (text-colour:red)["Twine is much easier to use than Quest, for me anyway. So far, it has been flawless. Sublime. I certainly enjoy it."] The Zorua beams, obviously enjoying talking about his triumph. (text-colour:red)["Ah. I almost forgot. Your prize!"] You perk up as he mentions a [[Prize]], watching him eagerly.

<img src="images/zor/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["Well, I guess it would be getting to write whatever I want, whenever I want!"] The Zorua says, smiling up at you from his chair. (text-colour:red)["I've always loved Pokemon, and when I found out that I liked vore, I knew I had to combine them. Another thing that I love about what I do is inspiring others!"] The Developer sighs happily, wagging his tail. (text-colour:red)["Every once in a while, I'll get a message from a budding writer, asking me to look over their work or give them tips."] <img src="images/zor/dev/Teary-Eyed.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["As you've probably noticed, if you read my stories, that is,"] He purrs, his ear twitching a bit, (text-colour:red)["Almost all of them are written in second person, just like this game. That's because they're written from //my// perspective. I just put it in second person to make it more fun for the reader."] The dark type reveals, blushing faintly. (text-colour:red)["I write like that, because, w-well..."] The Developer trails off, seeming to find something behind you very interesting. <img src="images/zor/dev/Special0.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:(hsl:0,0.8039,0.5,0.3))["I... I'm a prey, at heart."] He whispers, bashfully averting his gaze. (text-colour:red)["So, don't go telling a lot of people, okay?"] The dark type blushes, looking up at you with a shy smile. After an akward silence, he perks up, muttering something about a [[Prize]].

<img src="images/zor/dev/Joyous1.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["So, now it's time for you to recieve your prize, since you were good enough to get to me."] The Zorua says, hopping down from his chair and rooting through his desk drawers, looking for something. (text-colour:red)["I don't expect you to have understood all of my lingo earlier, but that doesn't matter!"] He smiles, whipping out a ray gun and aiming it at right at you! Before you can do anything, he pulls the trigger. <img src="images/zor/dev/deviousdev.png" height="50" width="50" /> The sci-fi ray gun emits a beam of purple light that strikes you in the chest. You quickly start to shrink, reducing in size until you're only two inches tall! Suddenly, the Zorua lunges for you, pinning you to the blue and white carpet with his bright red paw. (text-colour:red)["It's convenient that you came in, I was just starting to think about taking a lunch break!~"] He snickers, dangling you above his head. The dark type licks his lips, giving you a quick sniff. <img src="images/zor/dev/evildev.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["But, just because I'm all powerful doesn't mean I'm unfair. I will give you a chance to leave."] He purrs, nodding to the door as it opens by itself. (text-colour:red)["I'm going to let you get up, and then you can choose to leave, or..."] The Zorua pats his belly, letting you know what'll happen should you choose to stick around. (text-colour:red)["But, we already know what you're going to do, don't we?~"] He snickers, giving you a charismatic wink. <img src="images/zor/dev/Special3.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["Already I can see the chain reaction, the chemical precursors that signal to me that you'll willingly step into my jaws and allow me to devour you."] The dark type snickers as you blush, leaning in and licking your face. (text-colour:red)["It's okay to want to be eaten, you're the one playing my game, snack.~"] He smiles, lifting his paw and letting you get up. <img src="images/zor/dev/Joyous1.png" height="50" width="50" /> You look at the door for a moment before turning back to the fox. (text-colour:red)["Don't worry, I'll be gentle.~"] He grins when you make eye contact with him, laying down and opening his mouth to let you stare in. The slimy cavern looks just big enough to fit you comfortably, lined with sharp teeth and oozing with thick, sticky saliva. A plush tongue rests in the middle of his maw, twitching impatiently. Taking a deep breath, you step [[inside]].

Your feet sink into the soft flesh of the fox's tongue with a squelch as you grab one of his teeth, pulling yourself into his mouth. When he's sure you're fully inside his maw, the Developer slowly closes his jaws, sealing you in. (text-colour:red)["Mmm!~"] He purrs, soaking you with saliva as he extracts your flavor. His tongue flattens you against his palette, rubbing you against the rigid surface like clothes against a washboard. <img src="images/zor/dev/Inspired.png" height="50" width="50" /> A hungry rumble echoes up the throat as his tongue shoves you into his cheek. The soft flesh molds around your body like memory foam, oozing drool over you as the dark type talks to you. (text-colour:red)["Heh. Sounds like I'm pretty hungry! I //do// have a bad habit of forgetting to eat if I'm focused on something else."] He admits, sloshing you around in his mouth. <img src="images/zor/Joyous.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["Well, I guess it's time. Down the hatch, $playername!"] The Zorua declares, tilting his head back and sliding you into his throat. A single swallow is all it takes to send you down his gullet. You splash down into his stomach, quickly aquainted with the remains of his breakfast. Outside, the dark type licks his lips, letting out a satisfied belch as you get comfortable inside his tummy. <img src="images/zor/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:red)["Thanks for feeding me! It means a lot."] He purrs, gently rubbing his belly as it starts to gurgle and churn around you. (text-colour:red)["Don't worry, I'll put you back at the start once my guts are done with you."] He says reassuringly, hopping back into his chair. The Zorua gets back to work, typing on his keyboard while his stomach starts to break you down. You smile, gently rubbing the wall, moving your paws in small circles. After a while, the Developer rubs back, knocking you into the pool of gastric juice. Laughing, you swim back to the wall, snuggling into a fold of the dark type’s stomach lining and sighing contentedly as you listen to him work... (set: $architect to true) <img src="images/zor/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> An hour later, the dark type perks up as his stomach emits a particulary loud rumble, slimming back down as what's left of you burbles deeper into his digestive system. (text-colour:red)[*Urp!* "You were pretty tasty, $playername. Thanks for playing my game!"] The Zorua smiles softly, giving his tummy a final rub before getting back to work again. Later you wake up in [[Your Room]]. View the [[Credits]]?

The synthetic Umbreon wags his tail, flashing a smug smirk at you as he licks his chops. (text-colour:purple)["Hey, Trainer! I'm running low on biofuel, mind if I use you to top up?"] You try to say no, that you're busy, but the artificial dark type uses one of his carbon fiber paws to cover your mouth. (text-colour:purple)["Thanks! I knew you wouldn't mind.~"] He teases, opening wide and engulfing your head with his maw! Being a synth, Nightshade is effecient by design, quickly swallowing you up until only your feet are still free. The faux Moonlight Pokemon grins, tilting his head back and swallowing one last time. Nightshade purrs as his mechanical throat muscles squeeze you down his biofuel intake, packing you into his translucent tummy. (set: $Nightshade to true) Your creation flops down on his side, gazing lovingly at you through his stomach wall. (text-colour:purple)["Ahh.~ There we go, all nice and cozy."] Nightshade sighs happily, rubbing his belly as the slick walls come to life, squeezing in to investigate the synth's food: you! (text-colour:green)["Organic matter detected. Initiating nutrition scan."] The synthetic Eeveelution watches as a laser sweeps across your body, assessing your nutritional value. (text-colour:green)["Scan complete. Biofuel conversion would result in battery charge of ninety-nine percent."] The artificial dark type grins as his operating system tells him how much he could charge up by breaking you down into rich, potent biofuel. He's about to initialize the process when he realizes that by doing so, he wouldn't get to enjoy your satisfying weight in his gut. On one paw, he'd LOVE to melt you down and charge his battery, but on the other, he'd certainly enjoy relaxing atop his stuffed belly. No matter how hard he thinks, he can't decide. Finally, he decides to let you choose, sending a notification to your phone. You perk up as your phone buzzes, fishing the sleek device out of your slimy pocket. (text-colour:green)[= ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠳⣶⡤⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠠⣾⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣈⣻⡧⢀⠀⠀ ⢷⣦⣤⡀⠀⢀⣠⣤⡆⢰⣶⣶⣾⣿⣿⣷⣕⣡⡀ ⠘⣿⣿⠇⠀⣦⡀⠉⠉⠈⠉⠁⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠃ ⠀⠀⠀⣀⣴⣿⣿⣄⣀⣀⣀⢀⣼⣿⣿⣿⠁⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⢩⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣸⣿⣿⡿⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢿⠇⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⣿⠰⠙⠁⠈⣿⣿⠱⠘⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡏⣾⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⢿⣼⣷⠁⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⠷⢿⣧⡀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠛⢿⣆⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⠀⠀ Breebot Ver 1.97 Initiate biofuel conversion? [[Y->biofuel processing]]/[[N->energy extraction]]

You quietly open the door, stepping through and finding yourself in a well-kept study. An iPod is hooked up to a set of speakers, filling the room with Lo-Fi music. (text-colour:blue)["Nah, that doesn't look right."] A voice mutters, drawing your attention to the Nickit sitting at a desk in the corner. There's a blue bandana with a golden 'Z' on it tied around his neck. He appears to be writing something, tapping his paws on the keyboard. His desk, and the rest of the room for that matter, is immaculate. Everything is neat and tidy, and- (text-colour:blue)["Oi!"] You turn around, finding the dark type glaring at you. (text-colour:blue)["Bit rude to barge in uninvited, innit bruv?"] He says, crossing his paws. (text-colour:blue)["But, I s'pose you're already here, so I might as well introduce m'self."] He sighs, holding out his paw. (text-colour:blue)["The name's Z!"] He purrs, giving you a toothy grin as he shakes your hand. You smile back, telling him your name. (text-colour:blue)["Chuffed to meet ya."] Z says, slowly wagging his tail. (text-colour:blue)["I'm roight busy wiff my writing, so I won't faff around,"] A devious smirk spreads across Z's muzzle as his stomach rumbles, (text-colour:blue)["I'm ''//hungry//''!"] You blush, looking away sheepishly. (text-colour:blue)["Nothing //personal//, you just 'appened to drop in roight when I was thinkin' of takin' a snack break.~"] The Nickit reveals, eagerly rubbing his paws together. (text-colour:blue)["So, if ya don't mind, I think you'll do nicely as a stand-in for my elevenses.~"] Before you can say anything, the fox leaps, tackling you to the floor. He leans in, slurping his tongue across your face. (text-colour:blue)["Mmm! You're bloody scrumptious!"] Z compliments you, licking his lips and positioning his tail over your head. (text-colour:blue)["Do me a solid and squirm, mate.~"] The Nickit grins, engulfing your head with his tail! (text-style:"bold")[SCHLMP!] You flinch in surprise as the tail //squelches// around your head, quickly working its way over your shoulders. Z blushes a bit as your legs slurp into his tail, trying hard not to wag it. (text-colour:blue)["T-that's it, snack, nice and easy."] He purrs, using his paws to nudge your feet deeper. His tail closes up behind your feet, leaving no trace of what happened, aside from the massive bulge filling the fluffy appendage. ''SLRRP!'' You slip deeper into the slimy depths of the writer's tail, nudging up against another port. ''SLRRSH!'' The dark type sighs happily as you slide into his stomach, somehow managing to climb back into his chair. (text-colour:blue)["No worries, snack. I'll put ya back at the start when I'm finished wiff ya!"] Z says reassuringly, gulping down a reviver seed. With his appetite sated, the writer returns to work, finding it easier to focus now that he has a full stomach. Inside the Nickit's belly, you do your best to rub the walls, smiling when Z rubs back occasionally. After a while, your vision fades to black. (text-colour:blue)["Thanks for feeding me, snack. See ya!"] The fox purrs, patting his gurgling gut fondly as he finishes up the story he was working on when you came in... (text-colour:blue)["Huh. I feel more //British// than usual..."] Z muses, looking around. After a moment, his eyes dilate with realization. (text-colour:blue)["I must have a different writer this time!"] The fox notices a tiny dent in the wallpaper, smirking as he slices it open with his claw. Behind the wallpaper is a pitch-black expanse of nothingness. Z fearlessly steps forward, yelping in surprise as his paws meet only air. He tumbles down into the void, flailing his paws. (text-colour:blue)["Oh shiiiiiii...!"] //''Thud!''// The Nickit lands on a Zorua, eyeing the fellow dark type with intrigue as he gets back up. (text-colour:blue)["I knew it! You're the one who's been writing this story!"] Z laughs, grinning triumphantly at him. (text-colour:red)["Close. This is a text adventure. But, yes, I've been behind the scenes. I'm the Developer."] The other fox reveals, letting out a trademark Zorua snicker. (text-colour:blue)["I don't think I've ever been in a text adventure."] Z says, padding over to the Zorua's CRT monitor. (text-colour:blue)["Cool! Is this your code? Lemme try something.~"] (text-colour:red)["H-hey! That's unreleased stuff, don't-"] The Developer rushes over, freezing in his tracks when he sees what the other fox has typed: (text-colour:lime)[`(move: $Developer into $Zbelly)`] (text-colour:red)["Do you really think I'd set myself as a variable in my own game? That isn't going to work."] The Zorua says nervously. (text-colour:blue)["Guess we're about to find out!~"] Z cackles, pressing enter. In the blink of an eye, the Zorua vanishes, materializing in the Nickit's gut. Z smiles, rubbing his fidgeting belly as he looks through the game. (text-colour:blue)["Imma add some scenes of my own. You don't mind right?~"] The Nickit teases, purring as the Developer squirms indignantly. Z grunts when an imprint of the Zorua's paw pushes out from his fluffy paunch, gently pushing it back down. (text-colour:blue)["Relax. I'll let you out later, okay?"] He says quietly, smiling as his snack stops struggling. Z purrs as he feels the Zorua settle down, getting to work while the other fox snoozes. `(Z belongs to TastyTales!)`

Shrimp snores, snoozing peacefully as his belly churns around what's left of a hapless Trainer and their team. Various collars and other items litter the grass around the sleeping Flareon, discarded when he wolfed down his struggling victims. You've encountered the fluffy menace once before, ending up in his gut just like everyone else. Shrimp seems to follow a 'friends are food' philosophy, which you don't mind. That's actually why you're here, you tracked him down so that you can get eaten again. As crazy as it sounds, you just can't stay away from the adorable ball of fluff, even though you know he'll send you to his stomach. The insatiable Flareon stands out from typical members of his species, sporting a fluffier mane and tail, a ring of cream colored fur around his left eye, and tufts of fur that resemble socks on his paws. After making sure you've still got your Reviver Seed, you take a deep breath, approaching the dozing fire type and giving him a gentle nudge. Shrimp yawns, blinking sleepily as he comes around. His eyes twinkle with recognition as he spots you. (text-colour:#fe9853)["Oh, hey! It's you again."] He purrs, eyeing you hungrily and licking his lips. (text-colour:#fe9853)["Wait, didn't I eat you already?"] He asks, seeming confused for a moment before his hunger takes over again. (text-colour:#fe9853)["Never mind. What matters is that you're here, and I'm //''hungry''!//"] He growls, hooking a claw on your shirt collar and pulling you close. The fire type licks your face, exuding predatory dominance as he examines you like a catch of the day. Shrimp purrs as his belly lets out a hungry growl, pulling back briefly and giving you a genuinely affectionate look. (text-colour:#fe9853)["I'm glad you came back to feed me, Snack! I'll enjoy eating you again."] He says, giving you a wink before engulfing your head with his jaws. A ravenous purr starts up as he licks over your chest, obviously enjoying your flavor. The Flareon flashes you a toothy grin, licking his chops as he opens his maw. A moment later, he has your head in his jaws, slathering your face with drool. Shrimp smirks, gulping down your head and working your shoulders over his teeth. Soon, the fire type has your waist in his jaws. Your head pops into his humid stomach as he slurps up your legs, smushing your nose into what's left of his earlier feast. Shrimp gulps down your feet, sighing blissfully as you curl up in his belly. (text-colour:#fe9853)["Just as tasty as the last time I ate ya.~"] He purrs, giving his massive tummy a rub as you settle in. Inside the ravenous fire type, the bones of his previous prey bob in the acid, slowly breaking down. A dissolving collar brushes up against you, too faded to read. The Flareon smiles as he feels you start to rub his belly from the inside, wagging his tail happily and letting out a hearty belch. The Flareon is nowhere near full, but he's unable to move due to you weighing him down, so he decides to enjoy you while he can. Shrimp massages his enormous orange tummy, pressing back against you whenever he feels your hands. You laugh, ramping up your efforts. Your predator grunts in surprise as he feels your frenetic kneading, flopping on his side and caressing his roaring gut. Inside Shrimp's stomach, you're flipped around as your fluffy host rolls over, sloshing the soupy contents over you. Before you can settle down again, your captor moves a second time, rolling onto his back. The sudden motion leaves you floundering in confusion, swamping you with mush. (text-colour:#fe9853)["Hehe! Sorry Snack, hope you don't mind me getting comfortable while my belly works on you."]

After checking the settings, you point it at yourself and pull the trigger. A beam of purple energy emits from the barrel, spreading over your body. You quickly start to lose height, closing your eyes as the floor rushes up to meet you. When you open your eyes, you're about two inches tall! (set: $micro to true) When you've recovered from the sudden change in height, you look around, trying to decide where to go now that you're the size of a mozzarella stick. [[Your Pokemon's Room]]

You make your way to the living room. Progress is slow due to your small size, but, eventually, you arrive. The TV and sofa are massive, comparable to skyscrapers! After admiring the view for a bit, you decide to scale Mt. sofa, climbing up the leg. Several minutes later, you reach the cushions, breathing a tiny sigh of relief. Making your way over to the humongous remote, you jump on the power button, turning on the TV. Some anime is on, showing various Eeveelutions battling monsters. After a minute or so, the scene fades to black for a commercial break. You're just about to change the channel when- ''*BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!*'' Massive footsteps thud on the carpet, heading right for the sofa! [[BOOM!]]

{(if: $micro is true)[(text-colour:green)[With your small size, everything in the room is huge, especially your Pokemon! A handful of your teammates are spaced out around the room, snoozing cutely in their beds. Which one do you want play with?] [[Akari]], [[Dennis]], [[Vanilla]], [[Jake]] or [[Tenebrae]]?]} {(if: $micro is false)[You quietly enter the room, stepping lightly to avoid waking up your teammates. Who do you want to play with? [[Akari]], [[Harvey]], or [[Tenebrae]]?]}

(if: $micro is true)[Your Absol is snoozing peacefully in the corner. You wade through the waist-deep carpet, slowly but surely making your way over to the dark type. When you reach his bed, you realize just how huge he is at your tiny size. After admiring him for a little bit, you climb into his bed, grabbing clumps of his fur in your fists and climbing him. After a good few minutes, you finally reach the summit of Mt. Tenebrae, relaxing on his head. Your Absol's silky white fluff is incredibly soft, enticing you to curl up and fall asleep. Later, you wake up feeling refreshed, deciding to see if you can climb his horn. You manage to get to the top, hanging on tight as you start to climb down. Suddenly, the dark type coughs in his sleep, jolting his head! You lose your grip, plummeting towards his open jaws. [[Splrch!]]](else:)[Your Absol is curled up in his bed, fast asleep. You gently run your hand through his fur, smiling warmly at him as he raises his head. Tenebrae yawns, giving you a glimpse of his pointy fangs and the slick gullet that lies beyond them. The dark type catches you staring, blushing and turning away. You chuckle, softly stroking his fur. (text-colour:cyan)["Don't mind me, Tenebrae! Just admiring your maw."] <img src="images/absol/Surprised.png" height="50" width="50" /> Your Absol only blushes harder at your admission, covering his eyes with his paws. You smile, gently cupping his chin and looking into his eyes. (text-colour:cyan)["If you don't want to eat me, that's perfectly fine. However,"] You smile, rubbing his fluffy white belly, (text-colour:cyan)["If you don't mind, I'd like you to pack me away."] You say, patting his head as his tummy rumbles. Your Absol sighs, cheeks tinted pink as he opens wide. Tenebrae shivers in anticipation as you slide your arms into his mouth, blushing with embarassment when his tummy gurgles longingly. You giggle, ducking your head to make it easier for the dark type to get you down. The dark type shivers with shameful delight as your head sinks down his quivering gullet, swallowing once more and bringing your hips into his mouth. <img src="images/absol/Stunned.png" height="50" width="50" /> It isn't long before the Absol is slurping your legs down like noodles, sighing happily as you fill out his belly. Tenebrae licks his lips with a smile, enjoying your weight in his gut. The dark type curls up, nosing at his tummy affectionately as you snuggle against the wall. You glow for a second as Tenebrae uses Protect on you, ensuring that his stomach won't hurt you. After ensuring your safety, Tenebrae relaxes, doting on his stuffed belly as you shift around within. ]

(live: 0.1s)[(stop:)Idea, writing, and coding: Fiddlecipher] (live: 1s)[(stop:) Special thanks: My (text-style:"underline")[b]est friend and my family. Also TastyTales for inspiring me to write in the first place.] (live: 3s)[(stop:) I've got a SURPRISE fo(text-style:"underline")[r] ya, since you made it to the '(text-style:"underline")[e]nd' of the game!] (live: 6.5s)[(stop:)RECORD SCRATCH!] (live: 8s)[(stop:) P.S: The surprising r(text-style:"underline")[e]cord scratch is not the surprise.] (live: 16s)[(stop:) This is: https://whyp.it/tracks/212931/sstvqr?token=2ueyy]

When you're done, return to [[Your Room]]. [[Change Your Name?]] **Tick to activate extra scenes** (Only affects a handful of scenes currently) (checkbox: 2bind $fulltour,"Full Tour: Some scenes have full tour. This turns it on.") (checkbox: 2bind $av,"AV: Enables AV") (*No AV scenes yet*) (checkbox: 2bind $ub,"UB: Enables UB") (checkbox: 2bind $hard,"Play Rough: If enabled, you may experience: Non-fatal chewing/nibbling, broken bones, and/or light gore while being digested. Some of your Pokemon will also be rough when handling you, leading to minor injuries.")

(text-colour:cyan)["Brandy!"] You shout down her throat, getting her attention. She pauses, drooling over your chest. (text-colour:cyan)["Remember when you were drunk and you... um, put me in your womb?"] A jolt of surprise shoots through the vixen's body, but, after a moment, she nods, jostling you as she bobs her head. (text-colour:cyan)["W-would you want to, uh, do that again?"] Although you can't see it, a deep blush tints Brandy's cheeks, turning her fur pink. <img src="images/nine/Stunned.png" height="50" width="50" /> Taking her embarassed silence for reluctance, you're just about to retract your offer when the walls suddenly start pushing you back the way you came. You spill out onto the sofa, saliva dribbling down your neck and soaking into your shirt. Brandy blushes hotly as she watches you wipe the slime off your face, unable to wrap her head around why you would want to do such a thing. Noticing her pink cheeks and confused expression, you speak up, shedding some light on the request. (text-colour:cyan)["The last time I was... in //there//, it was very comfortable. I haven't felt that relaxed since. It's quite nice to curl up all snug in there, surrounded by your love and warmth."] The vixen sheepishly averts her eyes, blushing even more as she hears your explanation. (text-colour:cyan)["But, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. If you don't want to, that's fine-"] The fire type doesn't let you finish, muffling you with her paw. You blush as she looks you in the eye and nods, signalling that she's down if you are. Her tails start to shimmer as she uses Minimize on you, shrinking you down to two inches tall. Once you're tiny, she gently picks you up, flashing you an embarassed smile as she lowers her paw. Your Ninetales moans as she shoves you into her nethers headfirst, biting her lip and slowly pushing you deeper. The walls are slick with lust, warm walls squeezing you with a vice-like grip as you slip deeper into Brandy's body. The fire type huffs in ecstasy as she feels your head pop into her womb, watching your feet disappear into her nethers. The crushingly tight walls force you to curl up, swaddling you at the very center of your companion. <img src="images/nine/Joyous.png" height="50" width="50" /> Brandy's womb is dark and warm, already starting to relax you as she pants in her afterglow. The Ninetales splays out on the couch, knocking the PS4 controller to the ground. She pays it no mind, resting her paw on the tiny lump you make in her abdomen. Inside, you smile, letting out a happy little sigh and snuggling against the wall. <img src="images/nine/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> The vixen smiles as she feels your movements slow, sighing and resting her head on a pillow. With that, Brandy falls into a plesant slumber with you tucked away deep inside her. You're quick to follow your companion into dreamland, snoozing peacefully. Later on, you wake up in [[Your Room]].

The walls hold you tightly, smearing slime over you as they work you deeper into Mint's system. Muffled snoring sounds from outside, Mint is still asleep. You squish around another bend, sighing happily and snuggling against the slimy wall. Luckily, the grass type's stomach is still working on the mac 'n' cheese, meaning that his intestines are clean. Thanks to your small size, the Leafeon's system has no trouble with you, rythmically clenching to guide you further into Mint's bowels.

<img src="images/lugia/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> You smile as the Sea Guardian's face appears in your rearview, leaning out the window to wave at the legendary. Lugia smiles back, carefully stepping over the car and sitting down in front of you. (text-colour:cyan)["It's nice to see you my friend, but I'm on my way out to lunch. I can hang out with you when I get back."] You explain. <img src="images/lugia/Normal.png" height="50" width="50" /> Lugia's smile disappears. The legendary crosses its wings(arms?) and pouts. (text-colour:cyan)["Aw, don't be like that. I'll only be gone a few hours."] You say, giving the beast a reassuring smile. Lugia doesn't budge, staring at you blankly. As you try to get around the sea bird, its smile returns. The legendary shrinks down, going from 17 feet tall to only 5. You unlock the door, and Lugia hops in next to Joshua, relaxing in the back seat with your Umbreon. (text-colour:cyan)["Well, alright then!"] You put the car in drive, taking off and heading for the nearest Dairy Queen. Halfway there, traffic comes to a standstill. Up ahead, the bridge is blocked by a group of people dressed as knights. (text-colour:#7dbedd)["Pokemon Trainers! Pokemon //enslavers!//"] A man with green hair and a red monocle shouts through a megaphone, seeming to be the leader of the group. (text-colour:#7dbedd)["We are calling YOU!"] He proclaims, pacing back and forth as the police try to hold the angry mob back. (text-colour:#7dbedd)["Humans are using Pokemon to further their own selfish interests, and Pokemon are left there helpless! They get pushed around when they are our "partners" at work... Can anyone say with confidence that there is no truth in what I'm saying?"] He asks, recieving an angry "Son of a bitch!" from the nearest protester. He ignores the insult, continuing to talk. (text-colour:#7dbedd)["What are you gonna do about it, people? Just sit there? Of course not, you're going to join with us! An organazation of decent, law-abiding folk just like you who want to see Pokemon liberated!"] As the man keeps talking, a policeman walks past your car. (text-colour:cyan)["What's going on here?"] You ask. (text-colour:navy)["These nuts are marching, trying to convince people to release all of their Pokemon."] He sighs, shaking his head. (text-colour:cyan)["What nuts?"] (text-colour:navy)["Team Plasma."] The cop replies, resuming his patrol. (text-colour:#7dbedd)["We must liberate the Pokémon! Then, and only then, will humans and Pokémon truly be equals."] In the backseat, Josh growls angrily, baring his teeth as the weird guy keeps ranting. A few minutes later, you've had enough. You came out here to get ice cream, not listen to some lunatic, dammit! Gritting your teeth, you step on the gas, steering around the other cars and heading for the bridge. The group of knights stare wide-eyed at you as you speed towards them in the station wagon, yelping and diving off the side into the water. You cackle like a madman, honking your horn as Josh leans out the window and blows raspberries at them. (text-colour:#7dbedd)["Esquire, get that car's plate number!"] The leader sputters, wading towards the shore. (text-colour:#7dbedd)["We're gonna get that bastard!"] He spits, shaking his fist.

<img src="images/braixen/Normal.png" height="50" width="50" /> Your Braixen is sprawled out on a bean bag, half-asleep. He cracks an eye open when you give him a gentle poke, giving you a tired smile as he bends down to your eye level. (text-colour:yellow)[Hi, Trainer! What'cha doing?] The fox greets you, smiling warmly. <img src="images/braixen/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:cyan)["Not much. I just wanted to hang out with you. Hope I didn't wake you up."] You smile back, climbing onto his paw when he offers it to you. (text-colour:yellow)["It's alright, I was having trouble napping anyway."] Vanilla admits, bringing you up to his face and giving you a friendly lick. You giggle, wiping off the drool and grinning at him. <img src="images/braixen/Special0.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:yellow)["So, what do you want to do? We could do some [[Baking]] or you could help me practice my [[Magic]]!"]

You settle down at the dinner table, reading the paper while you eat your lunch. There isn't anything particularly interesting, just stuff about a local newscaster retiring, a shiny Eevee was found in Sinnoh, and- Woah! An article catches your eye. It's reporting that a famous beauty contest star was exposed for cheating! You skim through it, absorbing the info like a sponge. Before you know it, the cup is empty! Finished eating, you're just about to head back upstairs when an ad grabs your attention. A grinning Zorua with a snazzy polka-dot bowtie has a speech bubble above him. It reads: (text-colour:red)[Hey you! Have you ever wanted to be in a text adventure?? Well, now's your chance! Submit your ideas for a chance to have your Pokemon featured in a five star rated game! Feral characters only, please. Contact us at: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/fiddlecipher] You have no idea what any of that means. Confused, you put the paper down on the table and head back to [[Your Room]].

(live: 1s)[(stop:)''BOOM!''] (live: 2s)[(stop:)''BOOM!''] (live: 3s)[(stop:) The pawsteps draw closer, shaking you with each impact.] (live: 5s)[(stop:)''BOOM!''] (live: 6s)[(stop:)''BOOM!''] (live: 7s)[(stop:) You try to move, but it's too late! A shadow falls over you-] (live: 11s)[(stop:) ''THUD!!'' A heavy, warm, fluffy weight flattens you against the cushions, squeezing the air from your lungs. You squirm, trying to get free. Who's sitting on you? [[Kristoff]] or [[Blizzard]]]

<img src="images/nine/alolan/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:grey)["snuggle with me!~"] Akari purrs, pulling you close. (text-colour:grey)["C'mere, you cute little thing.~"] He growls, hugging you against his chest fluff. You sink into his soft white fur, unable to resist as the sea of velvety fur envelops you. Akari giggles, happily snuggling you like a plushie. <img src="images/nine/alolan/Inspired.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:grey)["Ooh, that's the spot!"] Akari growls, smiling as you reach up and scratch under his chin. The Alolan Ninetales enjoys your attention, smothering you with love while you run your tiny fingers through his fur. After a while, he pulls away, gazing at you with an affectionate twinkle in his icy blue eyes. <img src="images/nine/alolan/Normal.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:grey)["That was nice, wasn't it?"] The kitsune asks. You nod, and he growls happily, licking your face. After a moment, Akari yawns, smacking his lips in your face. (text-colour:grey)["Wanna nap with me?"] He asks, tilting his head and smiling happily. The ice type's grin widens when you say yes. (text-colour:grey)["Yay! Where do you wanna sleep, snuggled up in my tails, or somewhere more //slimy//, like my maw?"] [[Maw!]] [[Tails!]]

Tenebrae freezes as he feels something stir in his belly, sitting down and nosing at the fluffy surface. You push out with all your strength, managing to make his fur touch his nose. The Absol's eyes widen as he realizes something's moving in his gut. (text-colour:blue)['Trainer, is that you??'] The dark type's voice echoes through your thoughts, filled with confusion and worry. (text-colour:cyan)["Yes! I'm okay, don't worry!"] You call, patting the slimy wall reassuringly. (text-colour:blue)['Hang on, I'll get you out!'] He says, shuffling his paws anxiously as he heads for the kitchen. (text-colour:cyan)["You don't have to, I want to stay!"] You yell. Tenebrae freezes mid-step, glancing at his fluffy paunch. (text-colour:blue)['W-what?'] He stammers, quickly using Protect on you. (text-colour:cyan)["I wouldn't have crawled into your mouth if I was worried about getting swallowed!"] You reply. Tenebrae blushes hotly, sitting on the floor and nosing at his belly. (text-colour:blue)['You're s-sure you want to stay?'] He whispers. (text-colour:cyan)["Certainly! It's quite cozy in your belly!"] You shout, struggling to be heard over the Absol's gurgling stomach. (text-colour:blue)["O-okay. If you're sure..."] Tenebrae trails off, figuring you must know what you're doing. A vibrant blush turns his whole face red as you start to rub the inside of his stomach, kneading the slimy flesh with your hands. The dark type catches himself purring, squeezing his eyes shut. (text-colour:blue)[//'Why am I enjoying this? What if he gets hurt?'//] Tenebrae thinks, unable to keep his tail from wagging. Inside your Absol's gut, you smile, happy that your friend is enjoying himself. Even if he's hesitant, your constant massage elicits constant purring. The fleshy sac gurgles, squeezing you in a wet hug for a moment and making you giggle. When the walls retreat, you go back to rubbing the wall. Eventually, you tire yourself out, slumping against the lining of your Absol's stomach.

<img src="images/nine/alolan/Joyous.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:grey)["feed me!"] Akari exclaims, licking his chops. (text-colour:grey)["That's so sweet of you! I was just starting to get hungry, too.~"] The fox purrs, pinning you to the carpet with his paw. You blush, squirming bashfully under his paw. Akari laughs, playfully grinding his paw down on you. <img src="images/nine/alolan/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:grey)["Be a good snack and squirm, would ya?"] He grins, dangling you above his maw. You blush, soaking in every detail, from his slimy tongue to the strands of saliva that bridge between his jaws, quivering with each small movement. After a few moments, Akari loosens his grip, and you plummet towards his tongue, breaking several ropes of saliva on the way down. <img src="images/nine/alolan/Inspired.png" height="50" width="50" /> You land on his tongue with a wet splat, instantly soaked with thick drool. The ice fox giggles, closing his mouth and starting to suck on you like a piece of candy. His tongue shoves you against his palette, squishing you and extracting every bit of flavor you have to offer. He stops as his belly growls, smiling and flicking you towards his throat. <img src="images/nine/alolan/Joyous.png" height="50" width="50" /> (text-colour:grey)["Well, you heard my belly! Down the hatch, my tasty treat!"] He purrs, closing his eyes and gulping you down. You smoothly slide down his gullet, landing in his stomach with a splash. (text-colour:grey)["Urp! Ahh, you were a delicious snack!"] The Ninetales belches, sighing in satisfaction and complementing you on your delectable flavor. <img src="images/nine/alolan/Happy.png" height="50" width="50" /> The stomach growls, eagerly squeezing in to investigate you. (text-colour:grey)["Whoops! Almost forgot."] Akari purrs, quickly using Protect on you before his gastric juice can start to break you down. You blush, letting out a happy little sigh and snuggling against the slimy wall. Despite being an ice type, Akari's belly is very warm, already starting to make you sleepy. <img src="images/nine/alolan/Normal.png" height="50" width="50" /> The icy Ninetales grins as he hears a tiny yawn from his tummy, slowly laying back down and getting comfortable again. Akari lets out a frosty belch, resting his head on his paws as you snuggle into a fold of his stomach lining. (text-colour:grey)["Sleep well, my tasty Trainer.~"] He purrs, giving his belly a tender pat and closing his eyes. Before long, the two of you are fast asleep. Akari unconsciously curls around his gut, smiling in his sleep as his stomach growls, squishing you in a tight hug. Your breath hitches for a moment, but you don't wake up, continuing to snore quietly. Eventually, you wake up in [[Your Room]], back to normal size.

You land on the dark type's tongue with a splat, quickly righting yourself as he closes his mouth, trapping you inside. After taking a moment to calm down after the sudden scare, you decide not to wake your buddy up, curling up on his slimy tongue and falling asleep. Tenebrae rolls onto his side, causing you to splat against his cheek. He doesn't wake up though, snoozing peacefully as you squirm in confusion. You finally manage to squirm free, sighing and getting comfortable, snuggling his tongue like a pillow. Just as you start to drift off again, his tongue bucks, flicking you towards his throat. The Absol swallows automatically, completely unaware that he just gulped you down. You slip down his gullet with ease, splashing into his stomach. The walls idly churn, stirring around the meager contents of the dark type's belly. Interestingly, you don't feel the tingle of digestion. At least, not yet. Perhaps the stomach is taking a siesta just like it's owner. In any case, all you can do is wait for the Absol to wake up. You always keep a reviver seed on hand, so, whatever happens, you know you'll be just fine. Sighing, you get comfortable, snuggling into the wrinkly folds of your friend's tummy... You wake up with a start as Tenebrae gets to his paws, sloshing mushy acids over you. The slimy sack sways from side to side as the Absol walks, throwing you around. You slog over to the wall, pounding against it in an attempt to alert him of your presence. Tenebrae [[feels you]] [[doesn't feel you]]

Vanilla grins, nodding happily and offering you his paw. (text-colour:yellow)["Hop on my paw and I'll carry you to the kitchen."] He says. You eagerly climb into his paw, and he gently closes his fist around you, bringing you to the kitchen and setting you down on the counter.

(text-colour:yellow)["All right! Here, hop on."] Vanilla smiles, offering you his paw. You gladly climb on, and he carries you to the living room.

The Absol doesn't react, strolling into the kitchen and heading for his food bowl. He lowers his head, happily digging in. You sigh dejectedly as the first slimy lump of kibble splats down next to you, slumping against the wall. More and more clumps of food join you as Tenebrae enjoys his breakfast, slowly filling the pouch-like organ with mulched kibble. Luckily, he stops eating before you get buried, padding into the living room and relaxing on the sofa. Inside his belly, your ears are seranaded by the gurgles and growls of digestion. The walls churn and squeeze, oozing potent acids to be ground into the dark type's meal. Your skin tingles a bit, but you're not too worried, knowing that you'll pass out before any pain. Tenebrae sighs, rolling onto his side and letting out a quiet burp. Mushy food sloshes over you, leaving you drenched in smelly slop that reeks of acid and dog breath. You shudder, shaking as much of it off as you can. The rank odor of the gross mixture of soggy kibble and stomach bile leaves the environment as less than pleasant. Even if you were under the auspices of Protect, it can't block the smell of an active stomach. Still, without the safety in place, you're just another morsel for the Absol's sustenance. No protection from digestion, and too small to have snuck a reviver seed in you, you'd have no coming back unless Tenebrae, or anyone else for that matter, throws you a lifeline. Panic sets in, and you splash over to the nearest wall, pushing out against it, gently at first, but quickly escalating to you beating the stomach lining, desperate to alert your fluffy friend to your predicament. Alas, the dark type doesn't notice, still snoring quietly as his gut gets to work. Drowned out by the guttural groaning and the Absol's snoring, vocally trying to alert Tenebrae isn't an option either. With the entry to the stomach well out of reach at your diminutive size, your only course of action is to wait for your unaware predator to wake up. Sighing, you climb up the squishy pile of kibble muck, opting for higher ground to keep away from the sizzling acids as long as you can. Your feet sink into the mush with every step, not unlike thick mud after a rainstorm. As you near the summit of Mount Kibble, your foot gets stuck. No matter how hard you pull, you can't get free. Great. You scream furiously, not that your Absol can hear you. All of a sudden, you hear a muffled thump outside. Tenebrae yawns, stretching out. Your spirits lift when the opportunity presents itself. Now's your chance! You scream at the top of your microscopic lungs, begging for Tenebrae to hear you, and to at least send down a reviver seed if he can't Protect you. Yet the stomach sways and sloshes as the comparatively titanic predator leaps from the couch, seeming oblivious to his belly's living occupant. The heap of chewed kibble breaks free in a soggy avalanche and, while your foot is finally free, you tumble back down into the bubbling pool below, no closer to safety and freedom than before. The mush comes down in a landslide, very nearly suffocating you. Luckily, you manage to claw your way to the surface, taking a deep gasp of acidic tinged air. Outside, Tenebrae vocalizes happily, wagging his tail in a playful manner. Is he... talking with one of your other Pokemon? A cheerful "Krow" rings out, followed by the sound of flapping wings, tipping you off to the other animal's identity. It's Mischance! Salvation may yet be at hand! With all the force you can muster from your sore lungs you belt out a shout, a plea for the little Murkrow to hear you. "Mischance! I'm in Tenebrae! Get him to swallow a reviver seed! Please!" You patiently listen for an affirmative squawk, and even through the Absol's belly you can hear the chatter between Dark Types. However, their attitude raises in pitch and energy, followed by a sudden small lurch in the stomach. Your world is shaken aggressively as Tenebrae leaps from his sleeping position, chasing after the tiny bird as they romp through the house, playing a game instead of looking to help you out. Tenebrae's physical activity only spurs his stomach into action. Acid seeps through the walls, splashing around as the two dark types play together, completely oblivious to your plight. It isn't long before you're up to your waist in tingling gastric juice. Your strength is slowly sapped by the oppressive heat and constant movement, eventually leaving you with nothing to do but slump down into the frothing acids and succumb to your fluffy friend's digestive process.

You just can't resist the Flareon's fluff, climbing into Dennis' tail and nestling in the poofy yellow fur.

You grin, selecting Yes. Nightshade purrs happily as he recieves your choice, smiling at you through his belly as the digestive process begins. (text-colour:purple)["Thanks for feeding me, Trainer! Your cooperation is appreciated.~"] The synthetic Umbreon teases, curling up and nosing at his paunch. Inside his stomach, black, oily fluid slowly fills the chamber, stopping when it reaches your neck. Apart from a slight tingle, you experience no pain or discomfort as your friend starts to break you down, chilling out like you're in a hot tub. The flesh around you starts slowly pulsating, artificial musculature rolling over your body. Pleasant warmth turns into a more intense heat, radiating from the walls. Each wave contracts the space more, and often the goop sloshes over your face. It feels like all of Nightshade's weight is pressing on you as the synth relaxes atop his churning belly, watching you melt down into biofuel. Your limbs go numb, and it's only when the walls retreat for a moment that you're able to see what's happening - your skin is starting to turn goopy, and has the same consistency of the slime around you. The soupy sludge sloshes as the chamber closes in, siphoning you deeper into Nightshade. As more and more of you is absorbed into the synthetic Umbreon's stomach lining, it shrinks to accomodate your reduced form. At this point, you've lost all sense of self or time, utterly relaxed as Nightshade purrs happily outside, wagging his tail. The synthetic dark type lets out a satisfied belch as his belly rounds out, sloshing wetly each time he moves. (text-colour:purple)["Ahh. Filling as always!"] He sighs happily, smacking his lips with delight as he watches the goopy biofuel drain deeper into him to recharge his battery... Later, the synth wakes up as his operating system prompts him to reform you. After a few moments, the room lights up with a blinding white light as you pop back into existence. Nightshade purrs, curling up in your lap while you readjust. (text-colour:purple)["My scans indicate that nothing went wrong during the reformation process, but you seem to be disoriented. Are you alright?"] The synth asks, tilting his head. (text-colour:cyan)["Yep. I'm fine, just a little woozy. Nothing a good cuddle won't fix!"] You smile, hugging the artificial Umbreon close. Nightshade purrs, closing his eyes and enjoying your company. After a while, you head back to [[Your Room]].

You select No, and the synth's stomach reacts accordingly, shutting down the digestion subroutine and initiating energy extraction. This process is harmless to you, simply absorbing energy through the belly walls without digestion. Nightshade won't get as much energy, but he doesn't mind, purring happily as his gut squishes you. All around you, the pillowy walls glow with a faint purple light, massaging your body and working the tension out of your muscles. The more relaxed you become, the easier it is for Nightshade to leech your energy. He purrs quietly as his battery starts to recharge, watching the meter slowly fill up while you relax inside him. Before long, you fall asleep, snoring quietly as the synth's body absorbs your energy. When the system detects your energy starting to dip dangerously low, the process is halted automatically, allowing you to recover. The synth smiles as he watches you sleep, giving his belly a gentle rub and relaxing on the sofa. Several hours later, Nightshade wakes up as the setting sun trickles through the blinds. You're still asleep, curled up snug at his core. Being careful not to wake you, the artificial dark type gently hops down from the sofa, sauntering to your room. He sits in front of the CRT television, turning it on and preparing to interface with it. He has a multitude of connectors built into his left leg, hidden under a panel. Each one is labelled neatly; RF out (50 Ω), AV Multi Out, VGA, and RCA. The synth connects himself to the tv using the RF connection, broadcasting an analog tv signal. Nightshade smiles as the screen lists the games he has stored in his memory, selecting Duck Hunt. The faux Umbreon has no need for an actual NES, simply plugging the light gun into his leg as well. You snore quietly as the synth shoots down ducks with unrivaled precision, breezing through each level with ease. He IS a machine, after all. Nightshade smirks as 'PERFECT!' flashes across the screen, awarding him bonus points.

You open the door, eager to see the Zorua again. However, this time, the room is completely different. A fire crackles and pops in a marble fireplace set into the opposite wall, and the bed is gone, replaced by a much fancier desk with an armchair on either side. There's no trace of the old CRT monitor that once occupied most of the desktop. Instead, there are two sleek, modern flatscreens. They block your view, preventing you from seeing who's sitting behind the desk. When you step behind the desk, a Sylveon wearing glasses is sitting in the chair, looking at you with mild intrigue. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Hello, $playername."] The fairy purrs, revealing itself to be male. (text-colour:#f492a5)["I don't believe we've been introduced. I'm the Kinkmaster.~"] (text-colour:#f492a5)["My predecessor was crazy about the physical experience of vore. His game was all foodplay and being hunted, everything was cute and cuddly. That silly Zorua never bothered to realize that some people like vore to be //sexy//."] He gives you a wink, raising his eyebrows suggestively. (text-colour:#f492a5)["He never considered the other kinks that are sometimes served with vore."] The fairy grins, getting up from his seat. His stomach audibly sloshes as someone inside kicks. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Oh, don't mind that. I had him for lunch.~"] Kinkmaster chuckles, giving his squirming belly a slap. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Keep squirming, you dumb fox. Tell you what, if you manage to make me cum before you're soup, I'll spare you."] The fairy taunts, jostling his gurgling gut before leaning in close to whisper in your ear. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Don't tell him, but I'm not gonna kill him. He created me, I'd feel bad."] The fairy admits, stroking his belly lovingly with a ribbon. (text-colour:#f492a5)["So, what is it that you desire? Maybe some pawplay? Perhaps you'd like me to tie you up with my luxurious ribbons?"] He purrs, snaking the silky appendages around your wrists. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Maybe if you ask nicely, I'll shove you down my shaft and melt you down in my balls. Or, if you want something different, I can hypnotize you! It doesn't even have to be kinky if you don't want it to be, I ''AM'' a licensed therapist. We could just talk. But honestly, where's the fun in that?"] He laughs, sitting down on the floor and looking up at you. What DO you desire? [[Paws]] [[Bondage]] [[CV]] [[Hypnosis]] [["Can we just talk?"]]

The Sylveon grins as you ask for a bondage session, swirling his pretty ribbons seductively. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Of course! I'd love to tie you up!~"] The fairy purrs, winding the fluffy tendrils around your limbs. Suddenly, he remembers something, loosening his grip. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Oh! Before we get started, sign these, if you would be so kind."] He says, thrusting some papers and a pen at you. (text-colour:#f492a5)["These are just saying that you agree to let me eat you when we're finished. I like to lay things out, y'know?"] You blush, eagerly signing your name.

Your eyes betray you, quickly glancing at the fairy's bubblegum pink paws. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Interested in my paws, are ya?"] The Sylveon giggles, wiggling his paw-beans at you teasingly. (text-colour:#f492a5)["I'm happy to oblige.~ C'mere!"] He growls, pulling you close with his ribbons. A sudden tingly feeling washes over you, and before you know it, you're only a few inches tall! (text-colour:#f492a5)["Easier to tease you when you're small!~"] The fairy type giggles, holding out a paw and wiggling his toes playfully. (text-colour:#f492a5)["I may not do much walking, being confined to this room and all, but my poor paws could use a little attention, don't you think?"] He croons, smiling down at you as you approach his paw. You walk right up to his sole, rubbing your cheek on the soft surface. The Sylveon titters in amusement. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Go on, don't be shy."] Blushing, you take a deep sniff of his pads. He grins, grinding his paw on your face. Mustering up the courage, you give his beans a tentative lick. A shudder runs through the fairy's body, and he squirms in his seat, panting quietly as his toes twitch. His paw doesn't taste quite like you'd expect. Sure, it's a bit salty from sweat, but there's an underlying sweet flavor, strawberries, maybe? (text-colour:#f492a5)["Oooh.~ K-keep it up."] The Intertwining Pokemon smiles down at you as you massage the center of his paw, lovingly rubbing the sensitive pink jellybean pads around it. When you're done, you move on to his other paw. (text-colour:#f492a5)["You're pretty good at this, you know."] The Kinkmaster murrs, smothering your face with his soft toe-beans. (text-colour:#f492a5)["It's a shame that the next time you feel them, it'll be from the inside of my stomach."] He giggles as you let out a quiet moan, pressing both of his paws together and kneading your face between them. The fairy grins down at you as his stomach groans loudly, rubbing the squirming dome with a paw. (text-colour:#f492a5)["I think we both know how this ends.~"] He chuckles, running his tongue across his lips.

The Sylveon grins as you ask for a hypnosis session, giving you a flirtatious wink. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Of course! I'd be happy to put you under my spell.~"] The fairy purrs, winding his ribbons around you. Suddenly, he remembers something, loosening his grip. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Oh! Before we get started, sign these, if you would be so kind."] He says, thrusting some papers and a pen at you. (text-colour:#f492a5)["These are just saying that you agree to let me eat you when we're finished. I like to lay things out, y'know?"] You blush, eagerly signing your name and handing them back. The Kinkmaster files them away, then sits next to you on the sofa, gently wrapping his ribbons around your neck, stroking your chin. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Why don't you take off your shirt so that I can get a good look at you?"] He purrs, snaking a ribbon under your shirt Alright, so a goofy thought for the hypnotism one, that after KM controls the POV, makes them do increasingly outrageous acts. Start with the stand on one foot gimmick, taking off shirt (since POV is assumed male, right?) then maybe something a little more risque like forcing the POV to kiss KM on the lips. Then, when the POV is shown to be in complete control, forces POV to feed themselves willingly to his open, slavering maw

(text-colour:#f492a5)["Sorry, this scene's not finished yet."] The fairy explains, blatantly breaking the fourth wall. (text-colour:#f492a5)["The Developer and I don't like CV, so it'll be a while until we finish it."] He shrugs, idly picking at his paws. "At this point, I wouldn't count on this scene EVER being finished, to be brutally honest. Even my text isn't pink anymore, so... yeah."

The Sylveon blinks slowly, tilting his head. (text-colour:#f492a5)["For real?"] He asks, genuinely confused. You nod. The Kinkmaster sighs, using a ribbon to push his glasses further up his nose. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Alright then. I'd much rather eat you, but if there's something you want to discuss, go ahead."] He hops up into one of the armchairs, gesturing for you to sit in the one across from him. You do, and he wraps a ribbon-like feeler around your wrist. (text-colour:#f492a5)["Relax, I'm just sensing what's troubling you."] He sighs, (text-colour:#f492a5)["I'm not gonna wrap you up and devour you, unless that's what you want."] The fairy snickers, giving you a seductive wink.

(text-colour:cyan)["Play fetch?"] You grin, rubbing his ear. (text-colour:grey)["Would I?!"] The Mightyena barks, wagging his tail. Smiling, you head outside with him, grabbing a toy ball on the way out to the back yard. Harvey whines as you hold the ball up. (text-colour:cyan)["You want it, Harvey?"] You tease, shaking it at him. (text-colour:grey)["Yes I do! Please throw it already!"] The dark type whimpers, jumping up and trying to steal the ball from you. (text-colour:cyan)["Then go get it!"] You shout, hurling the ball away. It arcs through the air, hitting the grass and bouncing. Harvey tears after it, kicking dirt on your pants. The Mightyena is back in under a minute, dropping the slobbery ball in your lap. (text-colour:grey)["I got it!"] He bays, dropping to the ground excitedly as you pick up the ball. Grinning, you swing your arm, but hold onto the ball. The dark type makes it about a yard before he realizes you tricked him, running back and tackling you to the ground. (text-colour:grey)["That was dirty!"] Harvey growls, leaning in and snatching the ball from you. (text-colour:grey)["Now YOU fetch!"] The dog barks, whipping his head and tossing the ball away. Laughing, you chase after it, bending down to pluck it from the grass. You bring it back to the Mightyena, handing it over. Harvey smiles, wagging his tail as the two of you head back inside, entering the [[Kitchen]].

(text-colour:cyan)["Play Tug 'o' War?"] You ask, smiling at the Mightyena. Harvey ponders the question for a second, nodding after a moment. (text-colour:grey)["Sure. It'd beat just laying around."] The dark type says, getting to his feet. The two of you head out into the back yard, and you grab a piece of rope with a knot at each end. Tossing one end to Harvey, you hold on tight, smiling as the dark type latches onto the other end. Both of you pull as hard as you can, but eventually, the Mightyena starts to drag you across the grass. You struggle to hold your ground, but Harvey yanks hard, sending you tumbling to the grass face first. You groan, rolling over and looking up at him. (text-colour:cyan)["No fair. You have four wheel drive!"] You laugh, getting back up and patting his head. Harvey barks happily, pulling the rope out of your hands and whipping it around victoriously. (text-colour:grey)["Haha! Again!"] He exclaims, eagerly dropping the rope in your lap. After you get to your feet, you throw the rope for him. The Mightyena charges after it, returning in under a minute. You throw it a few more times before getting tired and heading [[inside->Kitchen]] for a snack.

Harvey follows you into your kitchen, watching you check the fridge. (text-colour:cyan)["What do you want to eat, Harvey?"] You ask, closing the fridge and looking in the pantry. (text-colour:cyan)["It's not often that I'm looking after a Pokemon that isn't part of my team, so it's a real treat to-"] (text-colour:grey)["Treat?!"] The dark type perks up, drooling hungrily at the word. You realize your mistake, quickly correcting it. (text-colour:cyan)["I should have said //delight//, sorry. You can have some more of those after lunch."] You promise, rubbing the back of your neck. (text-colour:grey)["Oh."] Harvey's ears droop sadly. Feeling bad, you return to perusing your stock of food, hoping to find something for the two of you to enjoy. (text-colour:cyan)["Well, we could make some curry."] You suggest. Harvey tilts his head curiously. (text-colour:grey)["What's curry?"] He asks. (text-colour:cyan)["You mean you've never had curry before?! That settles it, we're making some."] You exclaim, gathering the ingredients and heading outside. Since you'll need help, you call Josh over. The Umbreon stands next to Harvey, watching as you light a fire under the pot, fanning the flames. You stir it slowly, letting everything meld together. When the time is right, you add a little love, finishing the curry. Everyone digs into the Sour Cheese-Covered Curry, and Harvey can't seem to get enough, eagerly wolfing down his food. When the three of you are done eating, you hang out in the back yard, laying on your backs and watching the clouds. After a few minutes, Harvey rolls onto his side, causing his belly to slosh wildly. The Mightyena gives you a big smile. (text-colour:grey)["That was scrumptious! Thank you."] He says, licking your face affectionately. The dark type pauses as he gets a taste of you, leaning in and giving you a sniff. (text-colour:grey)["Hey, you smell like food."] (if: $eatenbyprince is true)[(text-colour:grey)["Kinda like... ice cream, with a hint of... chicken!"]] (if: $eatenbyjosh2 is true)[(text-colour:grey)["You sorta smell like eggs and cheese... all wrapped up with an acidic undertone."]] Harvey observes, tilting his head curiously. (text-colour:cyan)["Oh, //that!//"] You blush, averting your eyes. Josh snickers. Harvey gives you a confused look, which only makes you blush harder. (text-colour:grey)["Why's he blushing?"] The Mightyena asks, looking to Josh for answers. Your Umbreon leans in, whispering something into his ear. Harvey's eyes widen. (text-colour:grey)["He likes WHAT?!"] The dog yelps, looking at you in surprise. (text-colour:yellow)["Yep."] Josh answers for you, nodding casually as he watches the gears turn in Harvey's head. (if: $eatenbyjosh2 is true)[(text-colour:yellow)["I actually had him for breakfast earlier. That's why he smells like egg and cheese, he was chilling with my sandwich."] Josh purrs, giggling as you nod sheepishly.] Finally finding your voice, you speak up. (text-colour:cyan)["You don't have to eat me if you don't want to, Harvey. I know it's weird-"] (text-colour:grey)["How can either of you be so //casual// about getting //eaten alive//?!"] Harvey exclaims, deeply concerned. (text-colour:cyan)["It's, uh, relaxing, and warm... In my opinion, it's a fun way to get close to someone."] You haphazardly explain yourself, only seeming to further confuse poor Harvey. (text-colour:yellow)["Think about it this way: You get a tasty snack, and my Trainer gets a cozy place to stay for a while. It's a win-win!"] Josh cuts in, grinning wide. (text-colour:grey)["So, how does 'vore' work, then?"] The Mightyena asks, still unsure of why anyone would willingly get eaten. (text-colour:cyan)["W-well first-"] Once again, you don't get to finish. This time, Josh cuts you off. (text-colour:yellow)["Allow me, Trainer. Okay, Harvey, I'll (text-style:"underline")[[[demonstrate->Prof. Josh]] ]using a Pecha berry."]

(text-colour:#f492a5)["Say hi to that silly fox for me! If he's still solid, that is!~"] The Fairy type purrs,

Your Umbreon holds the berry in his paw, making sure his fellow dark type is watching. (text-colour:yellow)["Alright. For demonstration purposes, suppose this tasty berry is my Trainer. //They aren't much different, really!//"] He grins, giving you a teasing lick. Josh chuckles, turning his attention back to the Mightyena as you wipe the drool off your cheek. (text-colour:yellow)["First, you use Minimize."] The 'Bree purrs, using the move to shrink the berry down to a third of its original size. (text-colour:yellow)[Then, after that, use Protect. That way, your stomach acid won't, you know, //digest// him.] Harvey nods, watching intently as the berry shimmers faintly for a second. (text-colour:yellow)["Once you use Protect, you're good. Just pop 'em in like a bite sized treat."] Josh explains, flicking the shrunken berry into his mouth and gulping it down whole. (text-colour:yellow)["Oh, and one more thing: Don't chew. Obviously."] The Umbreon smirks, opening wide to show off his empty maw. Even though you've seen it a million times, the sight of his warm, inviting maw makes your heart race with excitement. The Moonlight Pokemon shuffles closer, snapping his jaws shut right in your face. Harvey looks on in amusement as you stammer incoherently, unable to form words. (text-colour:yellow)["Right then, think you're ready to give it a try, Harvey?"] Josh asks, subtly wagging his tail. (text-colour:grey)["The thing is... I don't know either of those moves."] The Mightyena admits, whining quietly. (text-colour:yellow)["No worries. I'll 'prepare' him this time.~"] Josh giggles, shrinking you down to about three inches tall. After using Protect on you, he nudges you towards Harvey. The canine blushes a bit, giving you a hesitant lick. (text-colour:yellow)["Go on, dude. It's okay. Remember, you //won't// hurt him!"] The Umbreon encourages his fellow dark type, laughing as the dog's belly rumbles. Harvey drools hungrily in anticipation, already imagining wolfing down his Master when they return from their vacation. Instinctual hunger overrides any lingering doubts about your safety as his thoughts swim towards the hypothetical scenario of his own Master being the snack before him, of how they would feel sliding down his throat. '(text-style:"underline")[That] would show Master to take me with them next time!' The Mightyena thinks to himself, opening his mouth and [[gently taking you in->Harv's First Prey]].

Harvey's plans for his Master are quickly forgotten as your delicious taste graces his tastebuds, better than the creamiest cheesecake drizzled with the most gourmet caramel. The hound is careful not to nick you with his sharp teeth, delicately //nomph//ing your waist. Your legs dangle from his lips, twitching excitedly. Josh giggles as Harvey looks at him, gesturing for the canine to continue. The Mightyena slurps up your legs, happily swishing you around in his maw for a moment before tilting his head back. You slip down his throat with ease, creating a tiny bulge that swiftly disappears into his chest. His heart races with excitement, thumping hard as you slide past, pressing against the entrance to his stomach. You slowly squeeze through the Mightyena's cardiac sphincter, splashing down into a lake of digesting curry. The mixture smells mostly of cheese, with hints of meat and rice. Harvey's gut lets out a happy rumble as you settle in, and you can feel his tail wagging. A satisfied smile warms your face as you realize how happy you've made the Mightyena. Outside, a similar smile appears on Harvey's muzzle as he enjoys the wonderful feeling of your weight in his full belly. (text-colour:yellow)["So, how was he?"] Josh asks, perking his ears as a particularly loud rumble sounds from Harvey's paunch, followed by a short belch from the Mightyena. Josh giggles as the canine blushes. (text-colour:yellow)["Don't be shy! A belch signifies a good meal, you know.~"] The Umbreon teases, patting Harvey's tummy. (text-colour:grey)["Are you //positive// he'll be okay? If Master finds out I hurt him..."] The Mightyena whines, glancing at his gurgling belly anxiously. (text-colour:yellow)["Of course I'm sure, dude. I snack on him all the time, remember?"] Josh laughs, giving Harvey a reassuring smile. (text-colour:yellow)["Even the berry I ate earlier is fine. Wanna see?"] The Umbreon presses his paw against his belly, revealing the faint outline of the still-intact berry inside. (text-colour:grey)["I still can't believe he's in my stomach, where food goes..."] The dog trails off, shifting his paws nervously. Inside the Mightyena's tummy, you pick up on your host's lingering apprehension, moving to the nearest wall and starting to rub it. The walls relax a bit from your stimulation, allowing you to get into a more comfortable position. Harvey's reaction is immediate. Hs eyes widen in surprise, darting to his gurgling belly. Before long, he's panting happily, wagging his tail like crazy as he enjoys the attention. Josh adopts a toothy grin as he realizes what you're doing, approaching the dog's paunch. (text-colour:yellow)["May I?"] He asks, [[resting his paw on the fluffy surface->Belly Rubs!]].

Harvey nods sheepishly, rolling over and exposing his belly. Josh smiles, happily rubbing the hound's tummy. Between your internal rubs and the Umbreon's external ones, all Harvey can do is pant in bliss, closing his eyes and relaxing. Inevitably, the massage coaxes another belch from the Mightyena's jaws. (text-colour:grey)[*URP!*] Your Umbreon just laughs, continuing to knead his paws against Harvey's fluffy gut. On the other side of the Mightyena's fur, you're swamped with gastric juice and mushy food as the wrinkly folds begin oozing a thick film of acids and enzymes. The stuff is everywhere in the slick, humid chamber, sloshing about as Josh massages from the outside. Even though digestion is in full swing, you don't feel so much as a tingle thanks to Protect, happily snuggling against the fleshy walls of the canine's stomach. The gurgling organ responds in kind, squeezing in briefly and almost seeming to 'hug' you in a sense. You laugh as stomach folds knead and churn fondly, relaxing and closing your eyes. Josh senses your movements slowing, stopping the massage. Harvey whines in confusion as the Umbreon withdraws his paws, cracking his eyes open. (text-colour:yellow)["Sorry, dude."] Josh apologizes, helping the dog to his paws. (text-colour:yellow)["I could tell he was getting sleepy. Plus, my paws were getting tired."] (text-colour:grey)["It's okay. Such a delicious snack deserves a rest."] The Mightyena smiles, turning to head back inside. He freezes as his gut contracts, causing a visible ripple across his fur. (text-colour:grey)["B-but, uh... How long will he be safe? Doesn't Protect only last for one turn??"] Harvey frets, shifting his paws anxiously. Josh senses his new friend starting to panic, quickly speaking up. (text-colour:yellow)["Around here, it lasts however long is necessary for the plot. So, yeah. He'll be fine."] The 'Bree nods confidently, giving his fellow dark type a pat on the back as he walks to the door. (text-colour:grey)["Wait, what? What's a plot?"] The hound queries, tilting his head confusedly. Josh pauses in the doorway, a look of horror flashing across his face as he realizes what he's done. (text-colour:yellow)["Oh, it's nothing. Don't worry about it!"] The Umbreon replies, laughing nervously. Harvey decides not to press further, following Josh [[back inside->Josh hangs out with Harv]].

The two dark types step back inside, and Josh leads the Mightyena upstairs. (text-colour:yellow)["Well, you've seen most of the apartment,"] Your Umbreon stops at the door to your room, shouldering it open. (text-colour:yellow)["Except my Trainer's room."] He smiles, ushering Harvey in. (text-colour:grey)["A-are we allowed to be in here? I'd hate to intrude, especially after how... //gregarious// he's been."] The canine frets, thinking of you snoozing inside his gut. (text-colour:yellow)["Of course he'd be fine with it. He lets us go wherever we want, and while you're with us, you're basically family!"] Josh laughs, hopping onto your bed. He uses psychic to grab some cassette tapes from the shelf above, showing them to the Mightyena. (text-colour:grey)["What're these?"] Harvey asks, tilting his head. (text-colour:yellow)["Cassettes. They have music on them. Which one do you want to listen to?"] Josh queries, levitating a few so that his friend can pick. (text-colour:grey)["That one looks the coolest."] Harvey says, pointing to the one in the middle. (text-colour:yellow)["Van Halen! Good choice."] The Umbreon replies, popping it in the boombox and pressing play. Harvey's ears perk up as the opening riff to Jump fills the room. As the main instruments and lyrics kick in, Josh's rings start to pulse with the beat, flashing like a VU meter. Harvey smiles, enjoying the light show while Josh jams out. After the tape ends, Josh glances around the room, looking for something else to talk about. His eyes settle on your Atari 2600. Wagging his tail, your Umbreon pads over to the old CRT tv, sitting down with the Mightyena. (text-colour:yellow)["Ever played a video game?"] He asks, sliding a controller towards the canine. Harvey shakes his head, curiously pawing at the joystick. (text-colour:grey)["No. Master never plays any. We just watch movies sometimes."] The Mightyena admits, watching as the other dark type gets everything ready. (text-colour:yellow)["For real? You've NEVER played one before?"] Josh asks, staring at Harvey incredulously. (text-colour:yellow)["I guess I've got my work cut out for me."] Your Umbreon muses, putting a cartridge in. The screen comes to life, casting a warm glow over the two friends as Josh eagerly wags his tail. (text-colour:yellow)["Normally, I use Psychic to hold the controller, since I don't have thumbs."] Josh starts, levitating the joystick. (text-colour:yellow)["But, you don't know Psychic, so just use your mouth I guess."] The Umbreon shrugs as his friend tries to get his jaws around the square base of the controller. (text-colour:grey)["But what if I break it? My jaws are pretty strong."] The Mightyena says, struggling to talk with the device halfway in his mouth. (text-colour:yellow)["Trust me, you won't."] Josh reassures him, using Psychic to flip the Atari's power switch, (text-colour:yellow)["These are built tough, and even if you do, my Trainer can easily fix them."] He explains, smiling as Pong appears on the screen. (text-colour:yellow)["Alright, so the way you play this game is moving your paddle to bounce the ball back to me."] Josh says, pressing start. The ball appears, and he sends it towards Harvey. The canine jerks his head, moving his paddle to serve it back. The two dark types spend the next ten mnutes or so playing, until the ball is darting around almost to fast to see. Finally, Harvey misses, and the ball disappears. He spits out the controller, turning to look at Josh. (text-colour:grey)["I'd rather play with a real ball, if I'm being honest."] The hound admits, watching while Josh switches the Pong cartridge out for another game, Night Driver. (text-colour:yellow)["Don't worry, I just wanna show you a bit more. I'd be happy to play outside with you afterwards."] The Umbreon promises, smiling as he races against the Mightyena. Despite being unfamiliar with the game, Harvey wins! He puts the joystick down, smiling wide and wagging his tail. (text-colour:yellow)["Congratulations!"] Josh purrs, patting his friend on the back. (text-colour:grey)["Thanks! That was fun!"] Harvey pants. (text-colour:yellow)["Still want to play outside? Or do you wanna meet the rest of the team first?"] Your Umbreon asks, raising his eyebrows. (text-colour:cyan)["You should totally meet the others! I'm sure you'll love them!"] Both dark types pause as your muffled voice emanates from Harvey's sagging gut. Your Umbreon giggles, pressing an ear to the 'Yena's belly. (text-colour:yellow)["Hi, Trainer! Did you have a nice nap?"] Josh asks, winking at the hound. Harvey blushes, swivelling his ears to hone in on your faint voice. (text-colour:cyan)["Yes! It's quite relaxing in here. Harvey's tummy really seems to like me! What did //he// think of me though?"] You ask, curious to see what the Mightyena thought of his first prey. Josh gives your guest a teasy grin. (text-colour:yellow)["He thought you were //delicious//!"] Your Umbreon giggles, patting the dog's belly. (text-colour:yellow)["So, want to meet the others?"] Josh asks, wagging his tail eagerly. Harvey nods. (text-colour:grey)["I guess it couldn't hurt to (text-style:"underline")[[[meet the rest of your team.->Meet the team]]"]]

(text-colour:cyan)["I'm sure you'll love them, Harvey! They're all very friendly!"] You yell, kneading your hands against the hound's stomach lining. Josh gives the Mightyena a warm smile, leading him back downstairs to your living room. You sigh happily, sliding down into the soupy mix of food with a smile, enjoying the ride as your Umbreon takes the dog to meet the rest of the family. Of course, not //all// of your Pokemon are present, but a decent number are sleeping, watching TV, or simply relaxing. Josh glances around, trying to decide who to introduce first. His eyes settle on Floyd. The tiny Zorua is snoozing, curled up on a beanbag that's nearly triple his size. The Umbreon gently pokes his teammate, watching as he wakes up. Floyd cracks an eye open, grinning toothily when he sees Josh. (text-colour:red)["Wazzup, Josh? Come to be my lunch?"] The Zorua teases, licking his chops. (text-colour:yellow)["Ha! You wish, furball!"] Josh laughs, playfully punching the fox's shoulder. (text-colour:yellow)["I want you to meet Harvey. He's the Mightyena our Trainer's watching over for a friend."] (text-colour:red)["Oh, so THIS is the mysterious Mightyena! Nice to meet you, Harvey."] Floyd purrs, giving the hound a friendly nod. (text-colour:yellow)["Neat little tidbit about this Tricky Fox: He's got hammerspace guts!"] Josh laughs, ruffling the Zorua's fur. (text-colour:grey)["What does that mean?"] Harvey asks, blinking in confusion. (text-colour:red)["It means that I'm bigger on the inside!"] Floyd snickers, patting his stomach. (text-colour:red)["That's actually how I met the team. They were lost in the forest, and I ate all three of them without breaking a sweat!"] The Zorua brags, wagging his tail. (text-colour:red)["Once I'd packed them away, I had a change of heart. Spared their lives and returned them to their home. After I let them out, I became a part of the family!"] Harvey is floored by the tale, looking on in disbelief as Josh nods, confirming the story. (text-colour:red)["Speaking of, where //is// he?"] Floyd asks, chuckling as the Umbreon nods to Harvey's belly. (text-colour:red)["Ah. Glad you got to try him, Harvey! Carry on."] The Zorua smiles, settling down on the beanbag again. Josh grins, gesturing for the Mightyena to follow him again. He leads the canine over to the tv, pouncing on the Alolan Ninetales sitting in front of the CRT. The ice type yelps, his fur poofing out in alarm before he realizes it's only Josh. (text-colour:blue)["Josh! What was that for??"] The fox grumbles indignantly, shoving the Umbreon off. (text-colour:yellow)["Heh, sorry Akari."] Josh sheepishly apologizes, helping the Ninetales fix his fur. (text-colour:yellow)["Have you met Harvey yet?"] The 'Bree asks, directing the fox's attention to the Mightyena. Akari looks at the hound for a moment, shaking his head. (text-colour:blue)["No... I don't belive so."] The kitsune replies. (text-colour:yellow)["Well, he's under our Trainer's care for a little while while his is away."] Josh explains. (text-colour:yellow)["Speaking of humans, ours is currently tucked away inside him."] The Umbreon grins, nodding to the canine's tummy. (text-colour:blue)["I had him for a snack yesterday. Delicious, isn't he?~"] Akari giggles. (text-colour:grey)["Y-yes. Though, I still don't understand why you're all so casual about eating each other."] Harvey mumbles, blushing faintly. (text-colour:yellow)["That's alright, Harvey."] Josh smiles at the Mightyena before turning back to the ice fox. (text-colour:yellow)["Akari, why don't you tell Harv here how you came to meet our Trainer?"] The Umbreon says, perking his ears. (text-colour:blue)["Well, it all started on Mount Lanakila."] Akari begins, closing his eyes. (text-colour:blue)["I was living alone. My mate and my son had both died over a year ago, so I was just kind of wandering around. While I was out on one of those walks, I came upon a human sprawled out in the snow, obviously injured. His Flareon was desperately trying to get him to wake up, but he was out cold."] Harvey listens intently to the harrowing tale, his ears wilting in concern. (text-colour:blue)["I ran over to them and offered the Flareon my help."] Akari continues. (text-colour:blue)["Once I'd earned his trust, I swallowed down his human, using my fairy magic to heal his injuries on the way down the mountain."] He finishes, opening his eyes. (text-colour:grey)["What made you decide to stay?"] Harvey asks, looking at the icy Ninetales curiously. (text-colour:blue)["Well, I guess it was just nice to have a family again!"] Akari smiles, wagging his tails happily. (text-colour:blue)["I have lots of Pokemon to hang out with, I can snuggle my Trainer whenever I want, and the //best// part is,"] He turns to the Kantonian Ninetales sitting to his left, nuzzling her cheek. (text-colour:blue)["I even found love."] Akari giggles, loving on the vixen with a happy smile on his muzzle. (text-colour:orange)[Nice to meet you, Harvey! I'm Brandy.] The fire type says, smiling warmly at the Mightyena. (text-colour:orange)["I guess I should tell you how I came o be here too, so here goes."] She takes a deep breath,

You decide to go outside and have a picnic, grabbing some snacks and drinks before heading out the back door. Instead of settling down on the patio, you walk across the back yard, heading for the forest. After walking for several minutes, you finally find a nice little clearing surrounded by shrubs. Smiling, you relax in the grass, munching your food. A few minutes later, you finish your sandwich, wiping your mouth and grabbing the brownie you'd packed for dessert. Just as you bring the confection up to your lips, a sudden rustling catches your attention. It's coming from the bushes! You shove the brownie in your pocket, nervously approaching the shrubs. As you peek through the leaves, you spot something remarkable: A white Umbreon! Its rings are neon green instead of yellow, certainly different from an average Umbreon. If only you'd brought some Pokeballs to catch this beauty! While you lament your lack of capture devices, the dark type perks up, seeming to be on high alert. Before you can react, a huge Jolteon tackles the Umbreon, pinning it to the grass. (text-colour:yellow)["Gotcha, Sam!"] The electric Eeveelution snickers, leaning in and licking the other Pokemon's face. (text-colour:lime)["Oh! B-blitz!"] The Umbreon stammers, blushing hard as the Jolteon, apparently named Blitz, slowly parts her jaws and exhales over Sam's face. You watch from the bushes, unsure of how to react. Normally, you'd step in to save a prey from a predator, but the two are clearly enjoying themselves. After thinking on it for a second, you decide to watch, admiring the Jolteon's glowing mouth. Sam's rings glow brightly, matching her neon green blush as she squirms sheepishly under the Jolteon's weight. As you watch from your hiding spot, you can't help but feel as though you're witnessing something private. But, you still want to see what happens, so you keep watching. Your choice to remain is rewarded when the Umbreon suddenly starts to shrink. Is Blitz using Minimize, or is something else at play? Whatever is happening, the Jolteon is certainly the cause, her eyes are glowing yellow! (text-colour:lime)["G-guess you don't want a full meal, huh?"] The Umbreon stammers, her rings flickering brightly. (text-colour:yellow)["You guessed right!~"] Blitz teases, towering over the now Eevee-sized dark type. Blitz giggles, opening wide and letting her prey stare into the slick depths of her maw for a moment. Then, without warning, she lunges forward, engulfing the dark type's head in one smooth motion! You unconsciously lean forward, trying to get a clearer view of this act of predation. Even from your spot concealed in the bush, you can hear Sam's muffled giggling. Blitz grins, using a paw to help work her prey deeper. Before long, only Sam's fluffy white tail remains. It wags happily as Blitz slurps it down like a noodle, the green glow from the Umbreon's rings visible even through the electric type's flesh. Blitz lets out a satisfied sigh, laying down in the grass and gently patting her belly. Thanks to the bright glow of Sam's rings, you can tell she's having a blast as well, sheepishly squirming around in an effort to please her captor. The Jolteon certainly seems to appreciate the makeshift massage, purring quietly and rubbing her paws against the Umbreon's through her fur. You let out the breath you've been holding, slowly reaching for your phone so you can take a picture. As you pull your phone out, your sleeve catches on a twig! The resulting snap alerts Blitz, who raises her head, glaring in your direction. Panicking, you turn around to make a run for it. You don't make it far before the Jolteon jumps through the bush, displaying remarkable agility despite the weight in her gut as she pins you to the grass. [[Caught!]]

Saliva-soaked cookie chunks rain down on you, bouncing off of your head and splashing into the pool of gastric juice to join the rest of the Nickit's food. You try to change positions so that you //won't// be showered with masticated mush, but the vulpine's stomach refuses to budge, shoving you right back to the middle. Even after eating you //and// a bunch of stolen snacks, Vincent still seems to be hungry, continuing to munch on sweets. After a while, the Nickit finally runs out of treats, using his tail to sweep the empty bags off your bed. Then, he rests his head on your pillow, purring as you shift around inside him. Vincent grins, planting both paws on his gurgling gut and rubbing you possesively. You endure his affectionate massage, going with the flow. Eventually, the fox grows tired of teasing you, stretching out and relaxing among your blankets and stuffed animals. By now, most of the sweets have been reduced to mush, melding together into one mixture under the insistence of the vulpine's churning stomach. Vincent snores quietly, kicking his leg in his sleep. You aren't so lucky. It's so hot inside the Nickit that you can't fall asleep, idly swirling your finger in his mushy acids instead. Since he used Protect earlier, you're not digesting, but that doesn't stop his tummy from trying. The walls knead you restlessly, almost seeming to be confused when you don't give in and melt like the rest of Vincent's snacks. Suddenly, your finger grazes something metallic. Curious, you dig it out and raise it to your face. It's hard to tell from the lack of proper light in your Nickit's belly, but it seems to be a coin. Normally, a coin would be dirty, but the acids appear to have worn away the grime, leaving the coin looking quite shiny. The discovery piques your curiosity, making you wonder //what else// the fox has tucked away. With nothing else to do, you sift through the mushy mix of digesting foodstuffs, searching for anything solid. It isn't long before you discover another trinket. This time, it's your iPod. You thought you'd lost it! It seems to have been in here a while, the case is discolored and the screen is caked in slop. Despite all of that, it still turns on when you press the power button. The screen bathes Vincent's stomach in light, allowing you to see the digesting sweets you've been bathing in. Since the dark type's belly is still too warm for you to sleep, you resume your search. Now that you've got a light, the search goes much faster. You spot something that doesn't fit in, digging through melty brownie chunks and grabbing the plastic object. It's your 1999 Eevee Pokemon card! Thankfully, the fragile cardboard is still in its plastic sleeve, protecting it from the harsh acids. Grumbling to yourself, you wipe it clean as best you can and shove it in your pocket. You're going to have a //long// talk with Vincent when you get out of his gut. After tucking the card away in your pocket, you resume your treasure hunt, worried about what else the fox has ingested. After digging around for a few minutes, you don't find anything, and you're just about to give up when discover a Pokeball. Curiosity piqued, you brace yourself, pressing the button. Vincent's stomach is bathed in light as another Pokemon appears inside with you. The Murkrow squawks in confusion, flapping his wings and spattering you with flecks of belly battter. (text-colour:cyan)["...Mischance?"] You ask. The bird reacts to your soft tone, calming down a bit and warbling quietly. He hops into your lap, looking up at you. (text-colour:cyan)["So THIS is where you've been."] You say, watching in disbelief as your feathered friend nods. (text-colour:cyan)["Did Vincent ask you if he could eat you?"] The Murkrow shakes his head. You scowl. (text-colour:cyan)["Guess that's //one more// thing for me to scold him for later."] You sigh, offering the bird your hand. (text-colour:cyan)["Hop on. Don't want your feathers to get any dirtier. Go ahead and use Protect on yourself too."] You instruct. Mischance nods, glowing for a moment as he forms a shield around himself. You hold him close, picking muck out of his plumage. You clean him as best you can, gently hugging him against your chest when you're done to keep him out of the sludge. With nothing better to do, you get comfortable, managing to fall asleep after a while. Later, you wake up in [[Your Room]]

(text-colour:yellow)["What do we have here, hm?"] Blitz questions, leaning in and sniffing your face. You stammer incoherently in response as her eyes glow, and before you know it, you're only a few inches tall! The Jolteon snatches you with her paw, holding you up to her eyes. (text-colour:yellow)["Never mind. Dessert doesn't have a name!~"] She giggles, slowly running her tongue over her lips. You squirm sheepishly as the predator teases you, opening wide to show off her slimy maw lined with sharp teeth. Her pearly white teeth glint dangerously in the sunlight, bringing your squirms to a stop. The Jolteon notices your fear, closing her mouth. (text-colour:yellow)["Don't worry. I won't bite.~"] Blitz purrs, giving you a gentle lick. You let out a flustered giggle as the electric type dangles you over her maw, wiggling her tongue at you teasingly. Before you can say anything, Blitz drops you. You land on her tongue with a splat, scrambling to find purchase on the slick muscle as she closes her jaws. Drool soaks through your clothes instantly, making you shiver as the predator rolls you around in her glowing maw. The Jolteon presses you to the roof of her mouth, sucking on you like a piece of candy. (text-colour:yellow)["Mmm! You sure taste sweet.~"] She giggles, bouncing you around. When she's done talking, Blitz flicks her head back, sliding you towards her gullet. You slip down her throat with ease, squeezing through a ring of muscle and landing on something... soggy? [[Belly Buddies!]]

(text-colour:lime)["Oh!"] Sam yelps in surprise as you land on her nose, crossing her eyes to focus on your tiny frame. (text-colour:lime)["H-hi! I'm Sam. Who are you?"] The white-furred Umbreon introduces herself, holding you in her slimy paws. You decide it'd be better if she //didn't// know you were watching earlier, politely introducing yourself. (text-colour:lime)["Well, um, nice to meet you! I hope you don't mind sharing Blitz's belly with me, we'll probably be here for a while."] Sam explains, giving you a friendly smile. (text-colour:cyan)["I'm happy to have a belly buddy! I get eaten all the time, I'm used to it."] You reassure the dark type, smiling warmly. The Umbreon blushes, casting a neon green glow over you. (text-colour:lime)["S-so, you like being prey t-too?"] She stammers. You nod, blushing as the moment stretches into an awkward silence. All of a sudden, Blitz flops down on your picnic blanket, sloshing the two of you around. Sam gasps in surprise, trying to keep a grip on your slippery body and accidentally launching you into her mouth! The Umbreon swallows instinctively, and you plummet down her throat like a waterslide, dropping into her stomach. She coughs, lighting up with a flustered blush. Blitz hears her friend coughing, rubbing her gut soothingly. (text-colour:yellow)["Everything all right in there, Sam?"] She asks, pressing her ear against her belly. (text-colour:lime)["I, uh, accidentally ate them."] Sam replies, nursing the tiny bulge in her tummy with a paw. (text-colour:yellow)["Haha! Wow, they must be //really preyish// to end up in your belly."] The Jolteon snickers, patting her gut. Inside Sam's tummy, you're nearly blinded when the entire organ glows green in response to Blitz's teasing. Seems as though her stomach lining is bioluminescent as well! After a moment or two, the light dims to a more bearable level, letting you open your eyes. You snuggle against the wall, gently rubbing it with your hands to let the Umbreon know you're all right. The walls light up with a soft green hue, letting you know that your host appreciates the massage. Outside, Sam closes her eyes and relaxes, blushing so brightly that Blitz has to close //her// eyes! After a while, you stop rubbing, stretching out and relaxing in the glowing organic hammock. Your bashful predator slowly opens her eyes, wondering why you've stopped. (text-colour:lime)["You okay, little guy?"] She whispers, pressing an ear to her belly. You perk up when you hear her voice, patting the wall soothingly. (text-colour:cyan)["I'm fine, just a little tired."] You reply, yawning loudly. (text-colour:lime)["Oh! W-well, you can take a nap in my tummy if you want."] Sam blushes, lighting up green as she feels you relaxing. (text-colour:cyan)["Thanks! I think I'll take you up on that!"] With that, you curl up and fall asleep. Shortly after, Sam does the same, snoozing soundly in Blitz's gut. Blitz falls asleep last, snuggling the bulge in her stomach... Later, Sam gently pokes her tummy, waking you up. (text-colour:lime)["Ready to come out, sleepyhead?"] She purrs. (text-colour:cyan)["Can't I stay a bit longer? Your belly is //much// comfier than Blitz's."] You whine. The Umbreon blushes, hoping that her friend didn't hear what you said. Thankfully, the Jolteon is still snoozing. (text-colour:lime)["Oh, all right. But only for a bit."] Sam whispers, watching her belly wiggle as you settle in again. After a few more minutes, she spits you up, catching you in her paws and hugging you against her slimy chest fur. (text-colour:lime)["Did you have fun, my cute little snack?"] The dark type asks, cuddling you like a plushie. (text-colour:cyan)["Of course! I think it's cool that your belly glows too, very pretty."] You giggle. (text-colour:lime)["T-thank you."] Sam stammers, sheepishly averting her eyes as a green blush tints her cheeks. You smile, happily snuggling against the Umbreon's chest. Eventually, Sam's soft fur and the soothing warmth of Blitz's belly lull you to sleep. The last thing you see before closing your eyes is Sam's cute smile... And then, you wake up in [[Your Room]]

You walk towards the slumbering fire dog, climbing onto his paw. The Arcanine twitches, opening his eyes and panting happily when he sees you. (text-colour:cyan)["Hi Jake!"] You smile, rubbing his paw. The fire type woofs happily in response, leaning down to lick you. His slobbery tongue nearly knocks you off your feet, coating you in a thick layer of drool. (text-colour:cyan)["It's nice to see you too."] You say, hugging his chest fluff. (text-colour:cyan)["Want to go for a walk with me?"] The moment the word 'walk' leaves your mouth, Jake perks up, wagging his fluffy tail and staring at you eagerly. (text-colour:cyan)["Haha, I'll take that as a yes."] You say, climbing up onto his head. The fire type gives you a moment to get comfortable before rising to his full height. He ambles out of the room, heading out the back door and walking into the woods. You cling tightly to his fur, enjoying the ride as your Arcanine leisurely strolls deeper into the forest. Eventually, Jake reaches a shady clearing, sitting down and sighing happily. You sink into his soft fur, staring up at the fluffy white clouds in the sky. Just as you start to drift off, a muffled growl sounds from the canine's midsection. Your companion nods his head, and you slide down, landing on his nose. (text-colour:cyan)["Guess you're hungry, huh buddy?"] You giggle. Jake crosses his eyes to look at you, woofing as if asking for permission. You nod. The huge dog wags his tail happily, tossing his head back. You fly up in the air, letting out an exhilirated scream as you plummet towards Jake's tongue. He catches you in his mouth, playfully shaking you around like a chew toy. It isn't long before you're dizzy, panting with exhaustion as drool soaks through your clothes. Thankfully, your Arcanine notices, giving you a few moments to catch your breath. Then, tilts his head back and parts his jaws, letting you slip between his teeth and- (text-colour:#d6baad)["HEY!!"] A loud, authoratative voice booms from the other side of the clearing. Jake jumps, turning to look. As he turns his head, you get a look too, seeing a Rockruff standing in a shaft of sunlight. (text-colour:#d6baad)["Yeah, I'm talking to you, Arcanine! Put them down!"] Your Arcanine tilts his head in confusion, watching as the mysterious party crasher stomps closer. The Rockruff bares his teeth fearlessly at the bigger dog. (text-colour:#d6baad)["I'm giving you one last chance to spit them out! If you don't, there's gonna be trouble!"] Jake woofs around you, ruffling your hair as he drops to a playful stance and wags his tail. Despite your Arcanine's carefree attitude, the Rockruff snarls angrily, charging at the two of you. You yelp in surprise as the smaller canine snatches you from your friend's jaws, setting you on the ground and stepping in front of you protectively. Jake seems more confused than anything, fur poofing up in shock as the rock type jumps at him, latching onto his muzzle and swallowing //hard//! You watch in disbelief as your Arcanine begins to //disappear// into the Rockruff, one gulp at a time. A few moments later, only Jake's poofy tail remains. You blush a bit as the smaller canine slurps it down like a noodle and lets out a satisfied belch. Despite having eaten a much larger Pokemon, the rock type's belly is as slim as ever, showing no evidence of the deed. Before you can think too hard on it, the Rockruff pads over to you. (text-colour:#d6baad)["My name's Leo. are you alright? Did that big meanie hurt you?"] He asks, bringing his head down and sniffing at you. (text-colour:cyan)["Uh, no. We-... We're friends. We were just playing."] You awkwardly explain, rubbing the back of your neck. (text-colour:#d6baad)["O-Oh! I didn't know, I'm sorry!"] Leo blushes, glancing at his midsection. (text-colour:cyan)["No hard feelings. You were only trying to help!"] Leo seems to relax a bit, sighing quietly.

You grin, donning your VR headset and suiting up. Blades and Gullets is a brand new medieval RPG. It's still in early access, but you're one of the playtesters, so you get new content first. You've done around a third of the quests, and now it's time for the second boss fight! Taking a deep breath, you ascend the stairs to the top of the ruined castle, shoving open the heavy wooden door. (text-colour:yellow)["Halt interloper!"] An authoratative voice commands. You gasp, turning your head to the right and spotting an Umbreon clad in shiny armor. The dark type glares at you menacingly, rising from her seat and stalking towards you. (text-colour:yellow)["You must be a real nuisance for them to hire me //specifically// to put you in your place."] She snickers, patting her pudgy midsection. (text-colour:yellow)["See all this? This is what you'll be once I'm done with you!"] The Umbreon scoffs, narrowing her red eyes. (text-colour:yellow)["Honestly, I thought you'd be more of a threat, with all the money they're paying me."] She chuckles, dropping into a combat stance. (text-colour:yellow)["But, that's enough about that. My name's Bandit, I figured you should know since you'll be my pudge soon!] Bandit cackles, licking her lips menacingly. Before you can say anything, she charges at you,

You blush, pointing up at his muzzle. (text-colour:grey)["Just can't resist, huh?"] Akari chuckles, licking his lips. He closes his eyes, and you glow for a moment as he uses Safeguard. (text-colour:grey)["There. Just in case I swallow you in my sleep, heh!"] The Ninetales smirks, opening wide. You take that as your cue to climb in, stepping over his sharp teeth and settling down on his tongue. As soon as he's sure you're inside, Akari snaps his jaws shut. His slimy tongue knocks you over, playfully slathering you in drool

(text-colour:cyan)["You know I love your fluffy tails!"] You grin, giggling as Akari scoops you up with his paws, depositing you among his silky tails. Akari smiles down at you as you snuggle into the snow-white fluff, giving you a gentle pat on the head before resting his head on his paws and closing his eyes.

I'm imagining bits of glass scattered on the table, then the player asks me what happened after I introduce myself. I'll say something along the lines of "Ah shit. I forgot to clean that up. It WAS my prized trophy, the skeleton of a prehistoric Dire Lycanroc. Somebody must've broken in and stolen it!"

With you helplessly trapped in his jaws, Floyd's lips curl into a devious smirk. He pauses your descent halfway, instead deciding to torment your face with his tongue, knowing full well you're helpless to resist with your arms restrained. Licking your head around, the dark type purrs as the moist appendage saps any and all flavor, causing the small fox to begin salivating. You can't help but giggle, ticklishly twitching away from his tongue whenever it slaps your face. Eventually, your skin is thoroughly slicked with drool. The fox gives your nose one last lick before gulping down your head and moving on to your chest. It's nowhere near as fun for Floyd to lick on your chest, so he makes short work of the rest of your body. Internally, your hands have already found their way into the curious creature's stomach. As more of you begins spilling in, you feel the slick belly walls twitch, pulse and stretch to accommodate the large load. Yet, to anyone who would be watching from the outside, you hardly make a noticeable dent in the small fox's form. Before long, your head pops into Floyd's belly. Dim light filters through his fur and skin, letting you see vague outlines of the walls as they squeeze and ripple over your body, slowly easing you into the humid chamber. Instead of getting claustrophobic, you let out a relaxed sigh, starting to curl up within your fluffy companion. Your limbs unconsciously twitch as Floyd nears your feet. The tender tickle from his tongue makes you giggle, unable to free yourself from his torment. The mischievous Zorua delights in the benign antagonizing he's able to do, knowing full well you're helpless to resist. However, he stops suddenly when he realizes he missed a crucial step in the process. Closing his eyes, the fox concentrates for a moment, using Protect on you to make sure his gastric acid won't be able to harm you. Once that's taken care of, the dark type resumes swallowing you, bringing your belly into his mouth. You're able to breathe a sigh of relief once you feel the familiar tingle of Protect take effect. The acids within the fox's stomach have no further effect on you, turning the stomach into a nice, soothing sauna. Eyelids already growing heavy, you are admittedly surprised how tired you are as you feel Floyd inch closer to your ankles. A moment later, the Zorua slurps your feet into his mouth, teasingly licking your soles before swallowing one final time. Your feet are squeezed down his gullet, joining you in his gut. Floyd purrs as he feels you squirming into a more comfortable position, and in spite of the fox's outer size, he's ''more'' than capable of swallowing you //and// half your team without so much as a bulge on his belly. His stomach is quite able to fold, contort and slide around to the point you feel comfortable in your present position. The warm, slimy walls form a soft hammock to rest in, and the heartbeat of the special Zorua forms a hypnotic white noise as the whispers of sleep pierce deeper into your soul. You snuggle against the Zorua's wrinkly stomach lining, nuzzling into a slimy fold and drifting off. Outside, Floyd lets out a quiet belch, resting his head on his paws.