Your Pokemon Adventure With Wolfie!

Your Pokemon Adventure With Wolfie! a game by TastyAce. https://www.furaffinity.net/user/tastyace/ Want a game like this one? Contact me on FA, on Twitter (https://twitter.com/ace_tasty), or on Discord at TastyAce#6678. made for Fensmer. WARNING: This game contains lots of oral vore. Do not play if you are under 18. [[Click here to begin.|1]]

It’s finally time. You and Wolfie give each other a look, and smile. You’ve been training for this moment for years, and now that you’re both adults, it’s finally time. [[It’s time . . . to go on a Pokémon adventure!|2]] (set: $Name to (prompt: "What is your name?", "Fensmer"))

(text-colour:#ff0066)[“I can’t wait to finally go out there!”] Wolfie exclaims excitedly. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“My mom gave me a Master Ball, too—it’s been passed down from family member to family member for generations!”] (text-colour:#3399ff)[“Wow, that’s awesome!”] you say. (text-colour:#3399ff)[“I don’t have anything as cool as that, but at least I got my wits about me! That’s something, right?]” “(text-colour:#ff0066)[“For sure, $Name!”] Wolfie replies. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“You got to have good wits to be a Pokémon master! And I’m sure the two of us will be Pokémon masters in no time!”] (text-colour:#3399ff)[“Yeah!”] [[You both high five.|3]]

(text-colour:#ff0066)[“You should go out there first, $Name!”] Wolfie says to you. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“You’ve been training the hardest out of the two of us, after all.”] (text-colour:#3399ff)[“Well, if you insist. I don’t mind if I do!”] you say cheerfully, stepping out of the house and walking towards the woods. You turn back to Wolfie and give him a wave. (text-colour:#3399ff)[“I’ll see you really soon, my friend!”] (text-colour:#ff0066)[“See you soon, $Name!”] Wolfie calls to you, grinning. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“Good luck out there!”] You laugh and wave. You’re going to see your friend in a few minutes anyway, so you’re not all too worried about him. And so you go into the woods, and disappear from sight. You grin and run forward into the forest, laughing and looking around for Pokémon. What will your first catch be? [[Oh boy, you can’t wait to find out!|4]]

[[And that’s when the transformation begins.|5]]

You are walking along when you feel a strange . . . tingling sensation go throughout your body. You shiver as it runs through you—what is this? Was it just the wind? Or is it something [[. . . more?|6]]

You quickly get your answer when you look down at your hand—and are surprised to see it changing! Your nails have turned completely black, dark as night, on your fingers! And . . . wait . . . are they growing too?! You let out a surprised cry as your nails grow on your hand, increasing in size immensely right before your very eyes! They grow massive, and turn from nails to claws in a matter of seconds. [[What is going on?!|7]]

Then, you feel hair growing on your arms. Looking down, you see blue fur starting to cover them, along with white fur extending onto your hand. “W-What is this?” you try to say, but your words only come out half-coherently, partially turned into barks of contusion. You’re also [[shrinking|8]]. It was subtle at first, but now when you look up, you notice your eyeline is steadily decreasing, bit by tiny bit. It stops when you’re standing at about three feet in height, a significant amount shorter than you were before.

The fur continues to grow, invading your body completely. It grows on your arms, your legs, your stomach, your neck, completely taking over your clothing, as if it wasn’t even there! Finally, it sprouts on your face, whose front extends outwards into a muzzle—your nose shrinks and flattens, turning black, and you feel your teeth getting sharper inside of your mouth. Your ears go upward and turn pointier, into more of a triangle shape. This is when it starts hitting you: [[you’re transforming into some kind of canine! But what will it be?|9]]

The fur shrouds your body, taking over everything now—it’s completely covered you, yes, but in some places, it just keeps growing! A mane of sorts forms behind your head, sculpted by white fur and black, claw-like points. When that’s all done, the finishing touch is achieved: your eyes become red, and start to glow. [[That’s when you realize what Pokémon you are.|10]]

And just like that, the transformation is over. You are now a dark blue Midnight Lycanroc—and a shiny anthro one at that! You look around the area, trying to find some kind of clue as to why you transformed. But there’s nobody around who could have done this. . . So [[why|11]] are you now a Pokémon?

(text-colour:#ff0066)[“Whoa! Is that a Midnight Lycanroc?! It’s a shiny one, too!”] Your eyes widen at the sound of Wolfie’s voice, and you look up. Sure enough, there is your friend, standing just a few feet away, his eyes wide with surprise and fascination. (text-colour:#3399ff)[“No, Wolfie!”] you try to scream. (text-colour:#3399ff)[“It’s me! I was transformed into a Lycanroc!”] But your cries leave your mouth in the form of roars and whines, not linguistical sounds. [[Crap!|12]]

You watch as Wolfie readies the Pokéball, bringing it back in what’s going to be a very nice throw. You almost admire it for a moment before you realize: he’s going to throw that thing at you! You have to get away! You turn around and start running, but you feel something hit your back—the Pokéball! You look back, and see the Pokéball opening wide. [[Before you know it, it’s sucking you inside!|13]]

A force stronger than you really thought possible is pulling you backward, toward the Pokéball. You try to walk forward and resist, but the Master Ball is pretty strong—and you’re pulled back, back, back, until you are finally inside. For a moment, the outside world is framed by the rims of the Pokéball. Then, it starts to close. “No no no!” you scream, trying to escape. But it’s too late. [[The device shuts in a second, and seals you away inside.|14]]

It’s actually kind of . . . peaceful being in here. Aside from the inherent dread of being inside an enclosed space, there’s a calming presence inside of this Pokéball that makes you feel at ease. [[You could go to sleep forever in here. . .|15]]

Then, light comes back, and you look up. Wolfie must be letting you out of the Pokéball! You’re going to be free in a moment! You look up in excitement. The light comes over you, overwhelming you in a beautiful way. And then, before you know it, you’re back in the real world. [[And you’ve been thrown into a nightmare.|16]]

(text-colour:#ff0066)[“Go, Midnight Lycanroc!”] Wolfie screams, pointing at the Pokémon in front of you. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“Defeat the Charizard!”] Said Charizard lets out a loud roar right in your face, and you let out a shriek of fright. The creature stares at you with a hungry look, and you swear you hear its stomach growl. What do you do? [[Try to run!|run]] [[Try to fight!|fight]]

There’s no way in hell you can do this! You flee into the bushes before Wolfie can react, running as fast as your legs can carry you! The Charizard roars, and you can hear it running behind you! Eep! Both of you are, however, faster than Wolfie, who is also trying (and failing) to catch you at this moment. As you run through the woods, the trees become a blur of leaves and trunks that you zip past with as much speed as you can. [[But the Charizard is still after you—and it’s getting closer with every step!|run1]]

Alright. You’re going to try and fight this Charizard. Sure, you’re freaked out as heck, but you’re going to try, dang it! (set: $CHP to 5) (set: $playerHP to 5) What’s your first move? [[Counter (When a target hits you with a Physical Attack, you hit back at the target with double the power.)|counter]] [[Defend (When you are hit by Damage, prevent some of that Damage from reaching you)|defend1]]

You quickly pick up speed and try to run faster, and that seems to work—when you turn around, the Charizard is gone. You stop running for a moment, trying to think of what to do next. [[That’s when you hear the flapping of wings. . .|run2]]

You look up just as the Charizard crashes into you from above, tackling you with enormous force. Its hands grab your shoulders, and suddenly you realize: you’re stuck in its grip! You can’t move! You try to fight this, struggling and thrashing as much as you can manage, but the Charizard holds strong. It smirks at you, and then, it [[opens its mouth wide.|run3]]

You get a nice look into its drooling, draconian maw as it puts its mouth on display for you: sharp teeth dripping with drool, a pointed tongue that’s also loaded with saliva, and behind it all, a looming throat that threatens of your destination. . . [[Resist your fate.|runresist]] [[Give in.|rungivein]]

NO! You’re not food, dang it; you are a living being! You writhe in the Charizard’s tight grip, trying to make it let go of you, but you can’t, no matter how hard you try to do so. Smirking, the Charizard leans its neck forward, and [[clamps its jaw around your head.|run4]]

There’s no point in fighting this, you realize. So you lower your head, and give into your fate. Your new life is as food for this Charizard. Smiling, the Charizard leans its neck forward, and [[clamps its jaw around your head.|run4]]

You are immediately thrown into its cavernous mouth, which greets you by drooling all over your head. The pointed tongue runs across your face, sampling you—and apparently the [[Charizard likes what it tastes, because it lets out a contented growl of satisfaction.|run5]] (if: (history:) contains $runresist)[Panicking, you try to pull your head out of its maw, but it latches its jaw around you—you’re trapped!](else:)[You let out a few whimpers, but don’t try to resist—there’s no point in trying to escape the inevitable, after all.]

The Charizard continues to taste you for a long time, licking and sucking at your face, all the while letting out happy noises. The first swallow comes suddenly and unexpectedly—one second you’re in the spacious maw, [[the next, you’re inside the tight confines of the dragon’s throat.|run6]]

The esophagus squeezes around your face, constricting your movements and [[preventing you from trying to pull your face out.|run7]] (if: (history:) contains $runresist)[Darn!](else:)[Not that you would even try that at this point. . .]

The walls pulse around you, tugging your face downward—and below you, you could swear that you hear [[growling|run8]] coming from somewhere. . . The Charizard, meanwhile, is having a grand time sampling your neck, its tongue lapping it up and tasting everything. It’s really enjoying its food—for now. After all, all food has to go down eventually, doesn’t it?

And so, it gulps down your neck, and starts swallowing you down faster than before, so that you’re traveling down the throat at a steady pace. You slowly slide down the cylindrical tunnel, and the [[growls|run9]] below you get louder and louder. (if: (history:) contains $runresist)[You writhe and thrash, trying to resist your fate, but you can’t struggle much in this tight space. Even kicking your legs, which are outside the Charizard’s mouth, does nothing to deter the predator. Looks like this is it. . .] (else:)[You sigh and close your eyes, not trying to resist your fate. You couldn’t struggle much in here anyway if you tried, and so, you don’t try to. Better to just let it happen, even if you dread the outcome. . .]

Finally, it happens. Your head enters a new area, popping through the tight esophagus and into a more spacious place, one you can actually move around in. You let out a sigh of relief at first—but then, you smell the acid below, and realize the growling you heard is at its loudest volume now. [[You’re inside the Charizard’s stomach!|run10]]

[[NO!|run11]] (if: (history:) contains $runresist)[You scream in fright and struggle harder than ever, wanting anything but this fate, anything but to really be food for this dragon! But nothing works, nothing gets you out of here—no matter how much you kick and scream, you’re still just a meal to be consumed. It almost feels like the Charizard is laughing at you outside of the stomach, because there’s nothing you can do to resist this fate—the fate of all food.](else:)[Your first instinct is to scream, and part of you wants to resist, but you don’t. You know it’s futile to do so, that no matter what you do, you’re just food for this Charizard. So you let out a heavy sigh, and wait to be gulped down like the meal you are.]

(if: (history:) contains $runresist)[Seeing and feeling the liquids that will consume you renews your determination, and you let out a scream, struggling harder than ever inside of this hungry belly. Your feet are inside the Charizard’s mouth now, and you thrash and kick as much as you can, trying to get this monster to spit you out. But nothing works, nothing at all—it’s so frustrating! But all your struggles are reduced to nothing. The Charizard lets you fight for a bit, then clamps his jaw around your feet, making it impossible for you to kick anymore. It’s over, and both of you know it. You sigh wearily, but you still want to fight. However, before you can, the Charizard shoves your feet to the back of his throat—and he swallows the final bite.(else:)You let out an unhappy sigh as you feel the digestive juices. That’s how you’re going to go out, huh? Food for a hungry Charizard? This isn’t a fate you can escape from either—and both you, the prey, and the predator knows it.] [Your feet are currently in the Charizard’s mouth. The hungry dragon teases them, tasting and prodding them as if waiting for you to fight back. But you don’t fight back—because you know it’s over. And so, the Charizard shoves your feet to the back of his throat—and he swallows the final bite. ] You feel the gulp as the dragon sends your feet into his esophagus. You are forced to curl up inside [[the stomach|run12]] as more and more of you it sent down there, and when your feet pop inside, you’re legs are pressed against your chest, and the walls are squeezing around your body.

You gulp and hug yourself, feeling the stomach juices tingle below. Above, the Charizard lets out a contented noise, and then a loud [[BUUUUUURP|run13]]. After that, silence.

You shiver with frightful anticipation. What’s going to happen to you in here? You know the fate of food, sure, but it’s hard to believe that’s all that you are now! You have to be something more, don’t you? The stomach seems to want to answer that question for you, because a moment later, it lets out a loud gurgle, releasing more juices onto your skin in the process. This causes the pool of acids down below to rise, going up to your midsection, and that’s when you feel it. There’s a certain . . . [[tingly|run14]] feeling in areas where the liquid is on you. It makes you shiver even more, and as the liquid sits on your furry skin, the tingly feeling gets more and more prominent there. Shit. Are you being digested?

You look down—and immediately cry out in surprise. Everything underneath your midsection—in other words, everywhere where the liquid is—has lost your fur! You’re completely hairless down there! And that [[tingling|run15]] feeling is getting stronger, too. . . The stomach grumbles and releases more liquid—now, it goes up to your shoulders, and you start to feel woozy. The tingling spreads up your body, making you nervous, and the walls of the stomach press inward, squeezing you tightly as you are broken down. You’re feeling even more and more faint. . .

You take a deep breath, and a moment later, [[you pass out.|runend]]

Ending: Digested By A Charizard a game by TastyAce. https://www.furaffinity.net/user/tastyace/ made for Fensmer. [[Replay?|1]]

You gather up all your energy for a counter attack. The Charizard uses Air Slash! It really hurts, but now you get to COUNTER ATTACK! [[You counter, and hit the Charizard! It’s reeling now!|fight2]] (set: $CHP to it - 2)(set: $playerHP to it - 1)

You gather your energy into yourself, and defend. The Charizard uses Air Slash! [[You defended, so it didn’t hurt as much as it could have.|fight2]] (set: $playerHP to it - 1)

Looks like the Charizard is gathering its energy for a big attack! What do you do? [[Bite (Damages target, and has a 30% chance of making the target Flinch [be unable to attack for one turn)|bite]] [[Defend (When hit by Damage, prevent some of that Damage from reaching you)|defend2]]

You Bite the Charizard. It howls in pain! Will it Flinch. . .? No! [[The Charizard uses Dragon Breath and roars at you! You howl in pain as it hits you!|fightcheck1]] (set: $CHP to it - 2)(set: $playerHP to it - 2)

You Defend, hoping that whatever the Charizard has planned, it won’t hit too hard. . . The Charizard uses Dragon Breath, roaring right at you! [[Luckily, since you defended, it doesn’t hit as hard! Phew!|fightcheck1]] (set: $playerHP to it - 1)

(text-colour:#ff0066)[“Go, Midnight Lycanroc!”] Wolfie says behind you. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“I believe in you, buddy!”] You smile at the sound of your friend’s cheers. It’s kind of nice. The Charizard roars at you. It’s hard to tell what it’s going to do next. What’s your next move? [[Tackle (Hit the target for some Physical Damage)|tackle]] [[Defend (When hit by Damage, prevent some of that Damage from reaching you)|defend3]]

(if: $CHP <= 0)[[[You win!|battlewin]]](else-if: $playerHP <= 0)[[[You lose! Oh no. . .|battlelose]]](else:)[[[The Charizard is still standing. Gotta keep fighting. . .|fight3]]]

You smile and walk up to the Charizard, who is completely and utterly defeated. As you do, you notice that your stomach is growling. Man, are you hungry . . . and [[you start to realize that maybe the perfect meal is in front of you. . .!|bw1]]

You’re all out of energy now, and can barely move. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“Oh no, Midnight Lycanroc!”] Wolfie exclaims. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“Don’t worry, buddy! I’ll get you back inside your Pokéball, and then you can rest, ok?”] You nod. [[Resting sounds nice right about now. . .|bl1]]

You Tackle the Charizard, hitting it square in the chest! The dragon lets out a cry of pain, and you grin. [[How do you like that?|fightcheck2]] Then, it counterattacks! The Charizard uses Dragon Claw to hit you hard! Ouch! You wince in pain. Can you really do this? (set: $CHP to it - 2)(set: $playerHP to it - 1)

You hug yourself, and get into a defensive pose. The Charizard uses Dragon Claw and hits you hard! [[But since you defended, it doesn’t hit as hard as it could have. That’s a relief!|fightcheck2]] (set: $playerHP to it - 1)

(if: $CHP <= 0)[[[You win!|battlewin]]](else-if: $playerHP <= 0)[[[You lose! Oh no. . .|battlelose]]](else:)[[[The Charizard is still standing. Gotta keep fighting. . .|fight4]]]

You howl and prepare for more fighting. Just gotta keep going until you win! The Charizard whimpers. Looks like it’s scared of you. How will you react? [[Bite (Damages target, and has a 30% chance of making the target Flinch [be unable to attack for one turn)|bite2]] [[Defend (When hit by Damage, prevent some of that Damage from reaching you)|defend4]]

You lunge forward and Bite the Charizard! It screams out in pain, and it Flinches! [[Thanks to its Flinching, the Charizard doesn’t attack this turn. Thank goodness!|fightcheck3]] (set: $CHP to it - 2)

You get ready for an attack, and get in a defensive pose! Seeing this, the Charizard lets out a roar! [[It attacks, but thankfully, it doesn’t hit hard. Hooray!|fightcheck3]] (set: $playerHP to it - 1)

(if: $CHP <= 0)[[[You win!|battlewin]]](else-if: $playerHP <= 0)[[[You lose! Oh no. . .|battlelose]]](else:)[[[The Charizard is still standing. Gotta keep fighting. . .|fight5]]]

Looks like this is it. The final round. Can you make it through this? The Charizard rears up. What’s it up to? [[Counter (When a target hits you with a Physical Attack, you hit back at the target with double the power.)|counter2]] [[Defend (When you are hit by Damage, prevent some of that Damage from reaching you)|defend5]]

You prepare for a counter attack, gathering energy within yourself. You can do this, $Name! The Charizard roars and Scratches you! You lash out with a counterattack, [[hitting it square in the belly! It lets out a cry of pain.|fightend]] (set: $CHP to it - 2)(set: $playerHP to it - 1)

You get in a defensive pose and prepare for whatever this Charizard has planned for you next! The dragon Scratches you hard! [[Thankfully, thanks to the defensive pose, it doesn’t do too much damage. . .|fightend]] (set: $playerHP to it - 1)

(if: $CHP <= 0)[[[You win!|battlewin]]](else-if: $playerHP <= 0)[[[You lose! Oh no. . .|battlelose]]](else:)[[[The Charizard growls, and then runs away! You win!|battlerun]]]

You're not going to let the Charizard get away that easily! You run after the beast, bolting into the forest. (text-colour:#ff0066)["Midnight Lyanroc, wait!"] calls Wolfie. But you ignore him. You catch up to the Charizard pretty quickly, and tackle him. He slams up against a tree, and is momentarily stunned. That's when you see how delicious he looks [[. . . how tasty this Charizard appears . . .|br1]] and so, you take action. You open your maw wide, and let drool drip on the once fierce beast, so that he has a good idea of where he's going. Then, you strike.

But before either you or Wolfie can react, the Charizard makes its move. It stomps up to you and lets out a mighty roar, which causes both you and Wolfie to stagger back. Then, it grabs you by the shoulders and starts to fly upwards—with you! (text-colour:#ff0066)[“No, Midnight Lycanroc!”] Wolfie cries. He aims the Master Ball up at you, throwing as hard as he can—but he misses! [[And so the Charizard keeps flying with you in its grip, going further and further away from you friend.|bl2]]

(text-colour:#3399ff)[“WOLFIE!”] you cry with all you might. It leaves your mouth as a longing howl. You look below for your friend, but he’s out of sight now—Wolfie is gone. Finally, the Charizard starts to land. It goes back to the ground, and lands on a neat forest clearing, with nobody else in sight. What does it have planned? The dragon licks its lips, staring down at you. [[Then, it opens its mouth wide.|bl3]]

You stare in horror at the inside of its maw. Teeth and tongue greet you, both dripping with drool, and behind it all, the Charizard’s throat looms menacingly. Crap! [[Resist your fate.|loseresist]] [[Give in.|losegivein]]

You struggle and thrash in the Charizard’s grip, trying to get free, but no matter what you do, it holds tight. [[Smirking, the Charizard leans its neck forward, and clamps its jaw around your head.|bl4]]

You sigh and shake your head. There’s no use resisting this—your fate is sealed. [[Smiling, the Charizard leans its neck forward, and clamps its jaw around your head.|bl4]]

The creature's mouth surrounds you, and suddenly its insides become your world as it licks and slurps at your face, [[tongue lapping you up like a piece of candy.|bl5]] (if: (history:) contains $loseresist)[You squirm and try to lean away from it, but you can't move very far inside of its mouth. You try to pull your head out, but the Charizard seals its lips around you--you're trapped! Oh no. . .](else:)[You sigh and let yourself be tasted--there's no point in trying to resist this, after all. And so the Charizard samples your flavor, licking you rapidly.]

Finally, the creature seems to grow bored of that activity, and it stops lapping you up. You let out a sigh of relief--but then, it lets out a [[gulp|bl6]], and you are pulled forward, into its throat.

[[The esophagus seals around your head|bl7]], rendering it unable to move. You can barely breathe in here thanks to how compact the space is, but you manage to take in breaths through your nose. (if: (history:) contains $loseresist)[You try to pull your head out of the throat, but it's even tighter than the mouth is, and you can't even move! So unfortunately, you have no luck. Instead, you squirm around with the rest of your body, trying to get the Charizard to set you free, but that doesn't seem to work either. . .](else:)[You sigh and take deep breaths, not resisting your rate. You don't even squirm with the rest of your body--you just lie there, accepting that you have become food for this hungry Pokémon. Nothing more, nothing less.]

The Charizard gulps you down, bit by bit, sending you down its constricting esophagus inch by inch. The further you go, the more of you is sealed away by the throat. Not to mention you can hear a strange [[growling|bl8]] sound below you. . .

That's when you reach it. Your head goes from the limiting space of the throat, to a large area, all in just a second. Suddenly you can breathe properly, and even more your head around! You let out a sigh of relief--but that's when you breathe in the smell of acid, and hear the loud grumbles that surround you. [[You're in the Charizard's stomach!|bl9]]

[[NO!|bl10]] (if: (history:) contains $loseresist)["HELP!" you scream, the words leaving you mouth as a panicked howl. "I'M IN THE STOMACH! SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME!" But of course, nobody hears your words--you're all alone, and trapped inside of this Charizard. So instead, you writhe and struggle, trying to worm your way back up, but you can't really move your body since most of it's sealed away in the throat! And the parts that aren't swallowed down don't seem to affect the Charizard--you kick your legs rapidly, but it seems unphased at best. Great. . .](else:)[You start to sweat, and panic rises within you, but you don't struggle or try to resist. You know it's futile, especially at this point. So you let your legs, which are sitting outside of the Charizard's mouth, go limp. You're nothing now . . . nothing but food. . .]

The Pokémon gulps you down, sending more and more of you inside of its growling stomach. As more of you is sent inside, you are forced to curl up in the gurgling area, your back pressed up against the walls of the place. Stomach juices drip from all around you, starting to pool at the bottom of the belly. Thankfully, they don't seem to have any effect--[[yet|bl11]]. . .

Finally, [[only your feet are left for the Charizard to eat.|bl12]] (if: (history:) contains $loseresist)[You go down fighting until the bitter end, kicking and struggling and screaming even as you know it's futile. The other Pokémon doesn't really seem to care, and he takes his time tasting the last bite of you. Then, he gulps it down, and soon, all of you is inside of the stomach.](else:)[You sigh and give in, waiting for it all to be over. The other Pokémon takes his time tasting the last bite of you, licking and sucking your feet with a hungry fervor. Finally, he gulps it down, and soon, all of you is in the stomach.]

There is a moment of silence. Then, a loud [[BUUUUURP|bl13]] comes from the Charizard's mouth, echoing throughout the clearing. After that, all is quiet again.

The stomach gurgles and releases more juices, which pool at the bottom of the belly, going up to you midsection. You notice a strange . . . tingling sensation traveling up your body where the juices are. [[Crap, is this what being digested feels like?! You start to panic.|bl14]]

(text-colour:#3399ff)["LET ME OUT!"] you howl, slamming your paws against the pliable belly walls. (text-colour:#3399ff)["PLEASE, LET ME OUT!"] You try to scratch the Charizard's insides, but they're much too strong for you to even penetrate. Shit. You really are trapped. . . [[The liquids drip faster from the gurgling gut, and reach your neck.|bl15]] You start to feel woozy for some reason--is it the digestion affecting you that negatively?

You look down at your body . . . and get a glimpse of a surprising sight! All of you that's in the stomach acid is completely hairless now! Your fur has fallen off of your body! And the rest of you is next. . . The stomach growls and squeezes in around you, pressing against your body. Finally, you really do faint, [[passing out inside of the stomach.|runend]]

You're right in front of the other Pokémon now. The more you stare at it, the more delicious it looks. . . And so, you decide to devour it. You lick your lips and grab the Charizard's head. [[It's dinner time.|bw2]]

You open your maw wide, giving the other Pokémon a nice display of your dripping wet teeth and drool covered tongue. And behind it all, your throat looms, leading to the destination you desire most for your meal. . . Before the other Pokémon can react or pull away, you stuff its head into your mouth, licking and sucking it as you taste your prey. Man, this Charizard is delicious! He's zesty and flavorful in all the right ways--really hits the spot! That's when he tries to pull his head out of your mouth. But you seal your lips around his head, refusing to let him go. [[You're going to keep your food.|bw3]]

You swallow him down with a gulp!, sucking your prey into your esophagus. His head is pulled downward, creating a big bulge in your throat that feels really, really good. Man, [[victory never tasted so sweet.|bw4]] That's when you notice that the Charizard has gone limp in your arms. Looks like the other Pokémon has given up, and submitted to becoming your meal. Good--now you can devour him in peace.

You swallow his long neck, sucking in more and more of the delicious creature, until you reach his chest and the start of his wings. Your eyes widen as you lick that section--man, that's even tastier than the head! Way more flavorful, and just as zesty! [[You greedily gulp it into your mouth and down your throat, wanting more of this tasty Pokémon inside of you.|bw5]]

That's when you feel it. His head goes from being in your throat to popping inside your stomach, and suddenly, you feel yourself getting fuller. Not completely full, but fuller--and you need to be completely full, [[now|bw6]]. Your stomach lets out a longing grumble, clearly wanting more of this delicious meat.

At the same time, the Charizard starts to struggle, and you smirk. [[Too bad, meal--you already submitted to me. Now it's too late to turn back from being my food. . .|bw7]]

You suck in more of the Charizard, sucking in his flat stomach and reaching his legs. As you do so, you feel more of the other Pokémon filling up your belly, and you stomach starts to stretch out to fit all of this food! Fuck, that feels amazing--you need all of him in you, [[now|bw8]].

You gulp down your prey's legs and feet, until finally, only his tail is left for you to eat. Smirking, you suck it in like a spaghetti noodle, and swallow it down with the rest of him. And just like that, the deed is done. The remaining bits of the Charizard go down your throat and reach your gut in a few seconds. By now, your stomach is massive, and you smile, patting your huge belly. Your prey squirms around inside of your stomach, and you let out a [[buuuuuuurp|bw9]]. That Charizard was absolutely delicious. And now, he'll be broken down into nutrients.

Inside the stomach, digestive juices are starting to drip, and soon, they become a constant flow. The Pokémon tries to wriggle away from it, but the space it too small for him--he's trapped, and ready to be reduced to chum. Digestion makes quick work of the once fierce beast. You feel the Charizard thrashing and struggling inside your stomach, trying desperately to get out, but you don't react to it aside from a smirk. [[Finally, its writhing stops, and you know that digestion has truly begun.|bw10]]

Your stomach lets out another grooooowl, and it sloshes digestive juices all over the passed out Charizard. You smirk as you stomach shrinks down until it's back to normal size. [[Man, that was a delicious meal.|bw11]]

(text-colour:#ff0066)["Wow!"] Wolfie's voice startles you, and you turn around to face him. (text-colour:#ff0066)["That was impressive, Midnight Lycanroc!"] he exclaims with a smile. (text-colour:#ff0066)["You really defeated your opponent that time!"] [[You smirk. You certainly did.|battleend]]

You turn around toward your trainer. The sun is currently setting, and soon, it is dark outside. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“Well Midnight Lycanroc,”] Wolfie says, (text-colour:#ff0066)[“why don’t we go camp by the river together? Celebrate your victory?”] (text-colour:#3399ff)[“That sounds great!”] you say without thinking. Wait . . . did those words just actually leave your mouth?! [[You didn’t hear any growling that time. . .|be1]]

You lean forward and bring the Charizard's head into your mouth, licking and sucking at it as you do so. Your eyes widen at the delicious flavor that hits your tongue--it's zesty in all the right ways, and you love it. The other Pokemon struggles and tries to pull his head out of your maw, but [[you seal your lips around his neck, trapping him inside.|br2]]

You taste the Charizard for a moment longer, and then, you swallow, sending him down to your throat. As his head is sucked inside your esophagus, it creates a big bulge--holy shit, that feels amazing, and you smile. [[If that's good, the stomach bulge he'll create will be even better.|br3]]

You swallow in more and more of the other Pokemon, sucking in his neck, then reaching his chest and wings. Your eyes widen--this part tastes even better, something you didn't think was truly possible! The zestiness is even more prominent here, and you smile. [[This is an excellent meal.|br4]]

You gulp down the Charizard's chest, and that's when it happens. His head pops into your formerly empty stomach, filling it ever so slightly and making the place let out growls of longing. That bit of fullness sends a pleasant tingle up your spine. . . Boy, does that feel good. You need to be more full, and you need it [[now|br5]].

You greedily suck in more of your prey, sending his stomach down your mouth and throat. As more of him is sent to his destination, your belly expands in size, getting bigger and bigger as more food goes in. The Charizard starts to writhe and struggle, but it's too little too late[[--he's not going anywhere now.|br6]]

You gulp down his legs and feet, and finally, only his tail is left. You suck that in like a spaghetti noodle, slurping it up and sending it down your hungry throat. And just like that, it's done. All of the Charizard has been eaten up. [[Now, digestion can begin.|br7]]

Inside your stomach, juices start to drip on the Charizard. At first, they're slow, but they quickly turn into a torrent, unrelenting as it fights to break down the new food. The dragon struggles some more and lets out some roars of pain, but it's not going anywhere. You smirk as you feel it fight inside of you, and smirk even more when it stops fighting, surely passed out now. The digestive juices quickly take over, filling up your belly and reducing the Charizard to chum. [[You smile as your stomach shrinks back to normal size.|br8]] Man, was that a tasty meal.

(text-colour:#ff0066)["Good job, Midnight Lyanroc!"] You turn around to see Wolfie behind you. (text-colour:#ff0066)["You really bested your opponent that time!"] he says, smiling. [[You grin. You certainly did.|battleend]]

(text-colour:#ff0066)[“Holy crap!”] Wolfie exclaims. His eyes are wide, and practically bulging out of his head. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“You just talked, Midnight Lycanroc! And I swear to Christ, you sound just like $Name. . .”] (text-colour:#3399ff)[“That’s because I am $Name!”] you exclaim. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“You’re $Name?!”] Wolfie asks. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“But wait . . .] [[what on earth happened to you?”|be2]]

(text-colour:#3399ff)[“I was transformed into a Midnight Lycanroc!”] you exclaim. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“But how?”] Wolfie asks. (text-colour:#3399ff)[“I don’t know how exactly,”] you tell Wolfie. (text-colour:#3399ff)[“But I know this is really happening. . . I’m a Pokémon now! I know that’s really weird. . .”] (text-colour:#ff0066)[“Are you kidding? That’s not weird! That’s awesome!”] Wolfie exclaims. He starts walking, and you follow him. Assumedly, you two are heading towards the river right now. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“Pokémon are so cool! And now you are one! That’s kinda rad.”] (text-colour:#3399ff)[“I guess. . . But wait, how am I even talking to you right now? I was just growling before!”] you exclaim. [[Wolfie thinks for a minute.|be3]] (text-colour:#ff0066)[“I guess you can only talk like yourself at night—I mean, you are a Midnight Lycanroc, after all, so I guess that makes sense,”] he concludes.

(text-colour:#3399ff)[“Oh.”] You scratch your chin. (text-colour:#3399ff)[“I guess that does make sense. . . At least I can communicate with you until the sun comes up, Wolfie!”] (text-colour:#ff0066)[“Yeah!”] [[Wolfie exclaims.|be4]] The two of you reach the river, and he sits down on a log. You go beside him, sitting down on the wood.

At that moment, [[Wolfie’s stomach growls.|be5]] (text-colour:#ff0066)[“Crap, I haven’t eaten anything today,”] he mutters. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“I guess I have some food in my backpack. . .”] Then, a grin crosses his face, and he turns to you. . . Looks like Wolfie has an idea. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“You know, there is one way I can get you out of the Pokémon life, if you really don’t want it,”] he says, smirking. (text-colour:#3399ff)[“What’s that?”] you ask him, feeling confused.

(text-colour:#ff0066)[“I can eat you whole,”] he says, [[patting his stomach|be6]], (text-colour:#ff0066)[“and digest you away!”] (text-colour:#3399ff)[“W-What?!”] you exclaim, blushing. How can you explain to your friend that you’ve always wanted him to do just that. . .?

(text-colour:#ff0066)[“Come on, $Name,”] he purrs. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“I’ve seen the way you look at my stomach. How much you want me to eat you.”] Looks like you’ve been busted! (text-colour:#ff0066)[“Now, do you want me to gobble you up, and free you from the Pokémon life? Or do you want to continue living as a Pokémon?”] You think long and hard about your decision. What to pick? [[Get eaten up by Wolfie.|wolfieeats]] [[Don’t get eaten, continue to live as a Pokémon.|dontgeteaten]]

(text-colour:#3399ff)["Alright,"] you say, taking a deep breath. (text-colour:#3399ff)["I'd . . . like to get eaten by you, Wolfie. Let's do this."] (text-colour:#ff0066)["Awesome!"] Wolfie exclaims cheerfully. He grins. (text-colour:#ff0066)["Trust me $Name, you won't regret this. I'm going to make this an experience you'll remember . . . at least, until you digest away~!"] He puts his hand on the back of your neck. Then, Wolfie leans forward, and sticks out his tongue. Before you know it, he's giving your chest gentle, long licks, [[tasting you and your flavor.|we1]] The thought of it is enough to make you embarrassed, but happy. . . You're finally getting eaten, after all! And by your best friend, at that!

You shake your head. (text-colour:#3399ff)[“That is a really tempting offer,”] you admit to your friend. (text-colour:#3399ff)[“But I think I want to stay right here.”] (text-colour:#ff0066)[“Aw, ok,”] Wolfie says. He sounds a little disappointed. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“That’s fine then. I’ll just have some food from my backpack. . . We can share it, too!”] He takes out a sandwich and gives you half. It’s a ham and cheese, and you eat it eagerly, though you’re not too hungry after eating the Charizard. [[After that, the two of you look up at the stars together and talk.|dge1]]

(text-colour:#ff0066)["Mmm, you taste delicious, $Name!"] Wolfie exclaims. (text-colour:#ff0066)["I really love your flavor. . . It's nice and spicy, perfect for a Midnight Lyanroc! Now, let's get you down the hatch. . ."] He gets in front of your face, staring at you for a minute. Then, he opened his maw nice and wide, putting it on display for you. You stare into his mouth, and see that his tongue and teeth are dripping with saliva, absolutely covered in drool. And behind his tongue is his throat, which tells you exactly where you're heading tonight. . . Your friend leans forward, puts one hand on the back of your head, and pushes your snout into his mouth. [[And just like that, the feeding begins.|we2]]

You are greeted by the spacious, dripping mouth, and before you know it your face is absolutely covered in drool, becoming unbelievably wet. Wolfie's tongue laps you up, licking your head and leaving no stone unturned along the way. . . By the time he's done with that, not a single part of your head is dry, but every part is certainly dripping wet! You feel savored by your friend, like a delicious treat. [[And that's definitely a good feeling. . .|we3]]

Gulp! Wolfie performs the first swallow, and sends your snout down his throat. You are sucked out of the spacious maw, and sent into the cramped, squeezing, cylindrical tunnel of the esophagus. The throat squeezes around your head, refusing to let you go, and that's when you realize: you couldn't get out of here even if you wanted to. That is a thrilling feeling, and a shiver runs down your spine. [[You're trapped here, as Wolfie's food. . .|we4]]

A series of swallows sends you further down the throat, and up above, your friend laps up and savors your body like the tasty meal that it is. He starts at your neck, but soon goes down your back and too your chest. [[Just when he reaches your stomach, you reach his, too.|we5]]

A gulp sends you down the throat, and you enter a new space with a pop sound. You're in a new area, a rather spacious one, and as you start to adjust to your new surroundings, you hear a loud groooooowl around you, one that sends another shiver up your spine. You smile, and look around you: you're surrounded by red walls on all sides, and those walls are dripping with fluid, an oozing liquid that smells of acid. . . [[In other words, you're inside Wolfie's stomach: the place you've always wanted to be.|we6]]

You squirm eagerly, wanting more of you to get inside, and Wolfie laughs above you. (text-colour:#ff0066)["Be patient, $Name!"] he says. (text-colour:#ff0066)["I want to savor you just a bit more, ok?"] And so, he does, licking and sucking at your furred flesh before gulping it down and sending it to the stomach. Inch by tiny inch, more of you goes inside the growling belly. Your head is lowered down, down, down, until it touches the floor of the gut, and your body follows close behind, squeezing into the new space bit by bit. Soon enough, you're almost all curled up in here, and your presence has extended the tummy outward quite a bit, creating a belly bulge. [[Finally, only your feet are left for Wolfie to swallow.|we7]]

Your friend teases you, clinging tightly to your feet and lapping them up, as if he's never going to let them go. But at last, he releases them, sucking them into his throat and sending all of you down to his belly. You curl up inside in the fetal position. [[Finally, you're were you belong.|we8]]

(text-colour:#ff0066)["Mmm, you were delicious, $Name!"] Wolfie chirps. (text-colour:#ff0066)["Such a tasty piece of prey."] You blush. (text-colour:#ff0066)["Shame food can only be enjoyed one time,"] he continues. (text-colour:#ff0066)["I wish I could eat you again . . . but that's not the way it works! Have fun digesting in there. I know I'll have fun feeling you melt away~!"] You smile. (text-colour:#3399ff)["Thanks, Wolfie,"] you say to your friend. (text-colour:#3399ff)["Just . . . thank you."] (text-colour:#ff0066)["You're welcome! You were a great meal,"] Wolfie says. He lets out a loud buuuuurp. (text-colour:#ff0066)["You were so delicious and tasty. . . Well, I better leave you to digest! See ya!"] He stops talking, and the gut then gurgles loudly, growling and rumbling around your body. After that, the walls squeeze in, tightening against and crushing your form for a brief moment, before releasing you and giving you some room. [[A few moments later, digestion truly starts to begin.|we9]]

The stomach walls drip with more liquid, which splashes onto your furry skin and pools at the bottom of the stomach, gathering around your feet. A moment later, you feel a tingly feeling your toes, and look down to see the liquid swirling around it. Then, you notice that your once-furry feet are now almost hairless--it must be because of the digestive fluids! [[Damn, Wolfie's stomach works fast. . .|we10]]

Stomach juices drip yet again, and the pool rises quite a bit, reaching your chest in height. The gut squeezes in for the second time, squeezing greedily around your body and getting more liquids on you in the process. Soon all of you is covered in the stuff--it makes your whole body tingle at least a little bit, with the parts of you that are submerged in the pool tingling the most. [[You're starting to feel woozier. . .|we11]]

Finally, the pool rises once more, and it reaches your neck, right underneath your chin. Almost your entire body is hairless--just your head is left. The wooziness takes you over, and, finally, you pass out in Wolfie's belly, with an immense feeling of gratitude overwhelming you as you [[fade away.|we12]]

Wolfie feels you pass out inside his stomach, and the Pokemon trainer frowns. (text-colour:#ff0066)["Aw, passing out already, $Name?"] he asks, patting his stomach. (text-colour:#ff0066)["Oh well. You were a good meal while it lasted, but all good meals have to go sometime. Now I get to digest you and make you part of me! Isn't that exciting?"] Wolfie gets a sleeping bag out of his backpack and lies it on the ground. He listens to his stomach gurgle and growl around your body, as it breaks down your form into nutrients for the human. [[He can still feel your flavor on his tongue, and he licks his lips, tasting you for the last time.|we13]] (text-colour:#ff0066)["Mmmm,"] he says, already reminiscing about the meal. (text-colour:#ff0066)["You certainly were delicious, $Name."]

[[And with that, Wolfie falls asleep, his stomach digesting you like the food you are.|weend]]

Ending: Digested By Your Friend Wolfie a game by TastyAce. https://www.furaffinity.net/user/tastyace/ made for Fensmer. [[Replay?|1]]

(text-colour:#ff0066)[“You can stay by my side as my loyal Pokémon, $Name!”] Wolfie says to you. (text-colour:#ff0066)[“On my Pokémon trainer journey, I’m sure I’ll meet a lot of people who know a lot about Pokémon too. Hopefully one of them will be able to explain why you transformed, and get us on the track to changing you back!”] [[Your heart surges with hope.|dge2]] (text-colour:#3399ff)[“Yeah, I hope so, Wolfie,”] you say to him with a fanged smile.

The two of you continue chatting late into the night, until it’s time to go to sleep. Wolfie takes out a sleeping bag, and lets you back in the Pokéball. As you doze off, you think about the wonderful adventures that tomorrow will bring, and about how bizarre yet fulfilling today was. [[You hope you can find a way to change back soon.|dge3]]

But until then, you’ll be Wolfie’s loyal Midnight Lycanroc. [[And that’s just fine by you.|dgeend]]

Ending: Wolfie’s Loyal Pokémon a game by TastyAce. https://www.furaffinity.net/user/tastyace/ made for Fensmer. [[Replay?|1]]