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Vegas the Luxray was in a good mood. A hungry mood.
And so, he approached his trainer, Luke, with a smile. “Say,” Vegas purred, licking his lips, “I would love to show you what it’s like to be in a Pokéball. What do you say?”
Luke laughed, blushing. They had played this game before, many times, and it embarrassed the trainer that he enjoyed it. “Come on Vegas, I’m busy.”
“Too bad,” the Luxray growled playfully, grabbing the human with his paws and pinning him on the ground. “It’s dinner time.”
Vegas opened his mouth wide, giving Luke a great preview of his insides: a dripping, sticky mouth, full of saliva, with teeth and a tongue that were just covered in drool. And behind it all, his throat loomed, leading to the destination that both predator and prey wanted most. . .
Luke shivered as he stared inside that gaping maw, and felt a tingle of delight run down his spine. He was going to enjoy this, wasn’t he? The human blushed.
The Luxray brought his mouth around the human’s face, and began to taste his prey, licking and sucking at Luke’s head like it was a lollipop. Vegas let out happy sounds as he lapped up that flavor—Luke’s taste was always so comforting and familiar, and he loved it.
The human, meanwhile, was smiling as he was sampled, loving the way that tongue glided around his head and tasted every part of him. He enjoyed feeling like just another piece of meat for the Pokémon to swallow down . . . which was pretty embarrassing to him, if he was being honest.
Vegas guided Luke’s head to the back of his throat, and swallowed his prey down with a /gulp/. Immediately, the human was pulled down the Luxray’s throat, entering the Pokémon’s neck area by creating a large bulge in the esophagus, one that was very visible from the outside. Vegas smiled at the sight of the bulge, lightly poking it with one paw. He loved it when his prey did that. . .
Luke, for his part, took the shift from mouth to throat in stride. He was pulled from the drooly, semi-spacious area of the maw, into the tight, compact space that was Vegas’s throat. The esophagus squeezed tightly around his head, barely leaving him any room to breathe, much less move. But that was the way he liked it—there was something about being helpless food that was very appealing to the human. He found himself blushing again already, just at the thought.
The Luxray sent his food down his neck in a series of steady swallows, gulping in more and more of his human meal as he went. It didn’t take very long for his meat to reach /it/.
Luke was being pushed down the throat bit by bit, going on a steady journey, when he entered a new place, with a loud popping sound. He was shoved from the cramped esophagus into an open space—one that /wasn’t/ closing in around his head for a change. He let out a sigh of relief . . . and that’s when he heard a loud /grooooowl/ echo around the area. The human held his breath and listened.
The area let out grunts and groans around him, clearly eager for the new meal to arrive inside. It also dripped with liquid, which poured from the walls onto the floor of the space—he could hear it all around him, and feel humidity radiating from it. Finally, the area smelled strongly of acid and old food—but to Luke’s nose, that was a pleasant smell, because it signaled exactly where he was.
He was in the stomach!
The human grinned and wriggled around, eager just . . . be inside of the belly already! He wanted to be food, dang it, and this was his chance to be a meal (again)! Then he realized he was being too passionate about this and stopped, blushing with embarrassment.
Outside, the Luxray chuckled with delight when he felt his meat pop inside of the belly—the first piece going inside was always a pleasant sensation, and it made his hungry stomach eager for more. He felt Luke wriggling and laughed, and frowned when the human stopped. “No, keep going, prey,” he purred, tasting the hips and then swallowing down more of his meal. “I do like eager meat. Don’t worry, I don’t mind at all.”
Inside, Luke’s neck and shoulders were gulped down, and then, he heard his Pokémon’s words—and the human let out a sigh of relief. And so, the prey continued to move and squirm, wanting so badly to get inside of the Luxray’s hungry stomach.
The next swallow shoved Luke in further, his chest sliding inside the small belly, and the human completely filled up the space. Using his hands, he felt around the stomach, sighing with contentment upon touching the pliable walls, and braced himself for the next swallow. Because that was going to stretch the place out quite a bit. . .
Vegas smiled when he felt Luke touching the walls, and stopped for a moment, letting himself relax in the soothing sensation. He also loved feeling the human completely fill up his stomach like this—now, he was already full, but swallowing down the rest of the human was going to bloat him up nicely, remove the need for any further meals (until, of course, Luke had to be let out). “Oh yes,” the Luxray said, purring. “That feels really good. . .”
He paused, letting himself revel in the moment. The human’s legs were inside his mouth, and he tasted them, letting out an, “Mmmm!” of satisfaction at the yummy flavor. Then, he decided to continue the feeding, and gulped down more of the meat.
Luke was shoved against the stomach walls, stretching out the belly as his hips and behind entered the gut. He was starting to curl up more inside the space, and knew that once his legs were down here, they’d be bent and sealed up against his chest. That was just how the human liked it though—being in this tight space reminded him he was nothing but food now, just a meal for the Pokémon to enjoy. He wouldn’t have it any other way.
Outside, Vegas was almost done with his meat. He only had two more swallows to go: the lower legs and feet were all that was left. The Luxray was sad that the meal was almost over, but every meal /did/ have to end sometime—that’s just how they went, after all. He rolled his tongue around Luke’s calves, then gulped them down.
Luke’s legs were introduced to the belly as his thighs popped into the stomach, and the space grew even more cramped than it had been before. Around the human, the belly growled loudly and squeezed inward, pressing against the prey. Luke let out a satisfied, “Ah. . .” as he was pushed by the gut, loving how much he was being treated like meat right now. The embarrassment had long since faded from him (for now . . . it would be back before long)—and at least for this moment, he wasn’t ashamed to enjoy feeling like a meal. The stomach stopped squeezing and let him go, and Luke leaned back against the malleable walls, smiling.
Just one bite left . . . it was a shame this dinner already had to end. Vegas greatly enjoyed swallowing down his trainer, and as he tasted Luke’s feet, tossing them around his mouth, he reflected on the meal he had just had. The human always tasted good, sure, but the enjoyment that his trainer got out of being eaten was worth much more to the Luxray than a good flavor. He sighed, lapping up Luke’s toes, and then, he gulped down the last bite.
Luke felt Vegas take the final swallow and grinned. The rest of his legs slid down the Luxray’s throat bit by bit, push by push, until, finally, they were all inside the stomach. Like he predicted, they were up against his chest, pushing the flexible space outward even more than before. The belly grumbled and groaned around the prey, squeezing and pushing against the meat. The walls dripped with liquid, which splashed onto Luke and made him smile. Then, the embarrassment returned, and he blushed.
Vegas leaned back and patted his now enormous belly, smiling. “Mmmm, you tasted good, Luke,” he said, smirking. “How do you feel in there? Feels like a Pokéball?”
The human laughed. “Come on, Vegas. I really was busy. . .”
“Too bad.” The Pokémon let out a /buuuurp/ and grinned, picking his teeth with one claw. “I was hungry.”
Luke blushed. “That happens far too often around here.”
“And you enjoy it, don’t you?”
The human turned redder. “Um . . . well. . .”
“That’s a yes!” The Luxray laughed.
Luke smiled. “Ok, ok.
“So, um, can you let me out now?”