This choice: She seems content at first, but then starts licking at his hand hungrily. • Go Back...Chapter #6Such a Big Mouth for Such a Small Deer by: TomSketchit   Leon had let curiosity get the best of him and was rubbing the Deerling's belly, feeling her soft fur and taut skin. He could also feel the weak bumps of her prey fighting to survive, until they soon stopped altogether, her belly shrinking with a gurgle. The little deer belched out, then gave him the sweetest doe eyes. Leon, following a strange compulsion, reached out to pet her, rubbing his hand against her face. She nuzzled into it for a while, and the trainer almost forgot about the disturbing nature of this Pokemon.
That is, until she started licking and sucking at his hand. Noticing that the innocent look was gone from her eyes, he jerked back and tried to get away from her, only to realize that her stomach had shrunken enough to allow her to be mobile. She lunged for him, mouth wide, and caught both legs in her mouth, which stretched like a snake to engulf him as she rapidly began swallowing, pulling him into her stomach. He tried to kick, struggle, anything to get away, but her grip on him was insanely powerful. His hips past her lips, then his chest. He cried out for help, seeing Sasha watching him with stunned horror, before his head was gulped as well, hands being the last thing to be slurped up by the predatory fawn.
Leon was curled up, cramped inside the belly of this Deerling, sitting in a dark, wet stomach that was throbbing tightly around him. He could already feel himself being melted down slowly by her acids, which surprisingly wasn't as painful as he thought. He struggled slightly, but couldn't move much, and realized as she let out a loud belch that he was running out of air fast. Feeling tired, his eyes closed, and he found himself thinking that this was it, this was how he died...
- - -
Leon gasped, jumping up in bed. He patted himself, checking to make sure he was really alive. He checked Sasha and found her asleep in her usual spot.
Had it all just been a dream? Some really fucked up dream? He checked his phone quickly, trying to find answers.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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