You hesitantly raise one arm, and use it to push The Pokemon deeeep inside the Glaceon’s butt, hoping that you wouldn’t have to endure any more torment if you did, the poor water type scrunched up his face before being gobbled up by the hungry Eeveeloution’s rear end, you quickly pulled back your own hand so that you did not befall the same fate as a buttsnack, but you didn’t go un, “rewarded.” As the Glaceon raised her back legs and put them on your shoulders, pulling you towards her bulging behind and standing on only her front legs, before she farted, in your face, gassing you with her toxic fumes...
“Ooh! That was a good one! You still awake back there Gingie? Or alive~?”
She asked teasingly, as you tried banging your fists on her ass which only made it jiggle, but she soon released you, her legs raising as you fell back onto your butt, coughing, this is when you looked up, and examined the Glaceon a bit further, taking in her familiar look, wait..
“Glacey..?”
It was your old Eevee,but she’d evolved, into a Glaceon, and a hungry one, at that.
“I go by Trash now, Gingie, oh! And here’s your team back~”
She teased, before she stood over you, and strained, grunting as she released a fart, that made you gag, whatever she was up to, wasn’t good...
“Glacey! Or Trash, whatever it is, please! Don’t do this!”
You yelled, trying to save yourself, but your defiance was met with the Glaceon sitting on your head, and blowing off another fart, whilst also using her fat butt to suck up your glasses, carefully so that she didn’t hurt her insides.
“Shut up Gingie! Tryin to concentrate~”
She said, as you coughed and sputtered, your vision now blurred, maybe it was because you were passing out from the smell, or because your glasses had been consumed, but soon enough, you saw the tip of a turd emerge from “Trash’s” rear, with fragments of bone sticking out from the brown, smelly mass, Trash grunted once more before pushing out her first log of crap onto you, it landed on your neck and was about a foot wide, and three feet tall, it was so fat that it trapped you, pinning you down, before Trash farted once more, this one was short but it reeked, now it was clear what was going to happen, you were gonna be buried in an avalanche of stinking crap that was not only being supplied by your former pokemon, but also, made out of your current pokemon! This was bad, you’d definitely pass out from the stench if she kept going, and you were now completely, at the ice cold Eevee’s mercy, or lack thereof.
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