This choice: Is about to lay down, her neither region still hovering above Mark • Go Back...Chapter #8Banished to the Nether Regions by: Exhibicator   "Pwahhh..." The planetary Pokemon sighs as she lets her paws slide out and away from her, bringing her white belly to the ground. For Mark, this meant a great cacophony. A celestial voice beats down upon the microbe, forcing him to submit to the will of the godly being and writhe upon the ground, clutching his poor overwhelmed ears.
With ringing ears, Mark opens his eyes to find that the previous display had been magnified! The dark lips seem ready to engulf the entire Earth, the pink tunnel seemingly able to contain oceans of liquid, and white hooded clitoris a despairingly enormous planet buster all on its own... This new view of a frequently observed Pokemon to him makes Mark shriek in utter fright, shortly before...
*KABOOOOM!!*
As soon as she was prone, the Absol knew she had chosen the right spot to rest. Her horn gives off a slight tingle as she stretches her paws, cooing lightly and letting her tail drop to the ground while she brings her forearms under her head. One last grind of her back end upon the ground, and the quadruped Pokemon is ready to rest, unwittingly bringing a new disaster for her captive...
Drops of some fluid hit the ground, the sound of which inspires Mark to open his eyes and see that he is in a dark cave. Light trickles through from somewhere, revealing that the walls are oddly pink, but more importantly... "I'm... I'm not dead!" Mark proclaims to no one in particular and follows up with a relieved laugh. He attempts to push himself up... only to have his hands slip on the slick surface he finds himself on. Where did he end up? A strong tremor causes Mark to abandon this thought path, making him dig his fingers into the spongy ground as his world is shook up. His fingers are pried from their grasp and the tiny man is tossed to and fro as the entire cave is rocked by some unseen force, he sinks into soft crevasses and is thrown out into open space just as quickly. Finally, the intense quakes stop and Mark is left rolling upon the damp ground.
Taking a few quick breaths, Mark feels for a dry patch of ground before getting up. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out his cell phone, which helpfully states that it is 4:51 PM, and turns on its flashlight function. The walls are most definitely pink. And moist. Maybe he was... launched into the Absol's vulva when she laid down...? If that's true, and he's inside the giant Pokemon's vagina, then he's at the mercy of her movements. He could probably be sent flying again with any slight movement on her part! Mark puts a hand to his mouth, and tries to ignore the sweet taste of whatever liquid he had picked up from the floor as he continues his thoughts. So... he could try to find where that light's coming from and get out that way... or find a place deeper inside the Absol's depths to hole up.
Mark decides to...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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