You can't take it anymore. This life, this fucking forest, everything. You just want it to end. You look up at him tears in your eyes, "just end me." You look down and begin sobbing. Your tears land on his coils.
"Don't worry little pikachu. It's not such a bad fate. You will make me happy." He lifts his tail to your head. With his two blue beads he scratches the top of your head. It feels nice.
"What's your name little lady?"
"Lulu," you snivel, snot running down your nose.
"That's a nice name." He takes his tail and places it under your chin. He pushes it up and makes you look at him. He is beautiful. His eyes are a deep purple and the wings on his head flutter softly in the wind. His tongue flicks your tears. He is tasting them.
"My name is Kulden," he says with a smile. "Lulu let's make this as painless as we can, okay?"
"O...okay," you say. You feel emotion build up in your chest, you start to cry again.
"Hey now just relax," his coils move back and forth squeezing gently, massaging you. It feels so good. Your body relaxes and after a bit you stop crying.
He continues massaging you, "look into my eyes. Good that's it, relax your muscles don't try and resist. Hear nothing but my voice and focus. Imagine, you're going down a tube. It's pulling you deeper but you aren't afraid, you want it to. It's taking you to the place where you are meant to be. Your whole life you've been trying to avoid it but now you find avoiding it foolish. After all, you were made for it and it for you. You reach the bottom and in you fall. It grips you tight, welcoming you like your mother's embrace and massaging you, like a lover's touch. It burns your skin but you like it. It feels like a nice warm blanket all over. It begins the process of turning you from a weak pikachu into a strong dragonair. A warm happy feeling radiates in your chest. The feeling comes from finally fulfilling your purpose, rightfully becoming food for a superior being. You accept your role gladly. Now that you've completed your journey, you close your eyes and you feel at peace," his soothing voice calms you. You look in his eyes and feel peace. He scratches under your chin with his tail. You've completely stopped crying. In fact, you're now all smiles.
"Good Lulu. You will make me happy and healthy, our bodies will become one. Will that make you happy?"
"Yes more than anything. I'd do anything for you Kulden," you look gently into his eyes. You want to make him full.
"Lulu you're so nice. Now this next part I want you to not struggle. I'm going to put you in my mouth and you're going to not move a muscle."
You start to shiver with anticipation. He's put you in some sort of trance. You genuinely want to be eaten by him. You imagine seeing him eat you from the outside. Your body slides down his throat and wiggles in his stomach. He looks happy. This makes you happy.
He leans down and opens his maw above your head. You look up with big excited eyes, it's dripping with saliva. You can see deep down his pale red gullet. At the back it is pitch black. The blackness beckons you, you want to go towards it. He is toothless and his jaws clamp around your shoulders with a sticky sound, ribbons of saliva fall on your face. His mouth smells nice, like a damp cave and is cool, like the water in the pond. For a moment you get tense and want to fight back but then you relax. You wouldn't want to upset Kulden, your body is rightfully his. He releases you from his coils and your lower half hang dangles outside. He starts working his lips down your back, pulling more and more of you into his mouth. Each inch he takes makes a slimy smacking noise. Before long, all but your tail is now firmly in his mouth, lips sealed. It's a dark red inside and you can hear his heartbeat. He pulls his head up, parallel to the ground and your belly rests on his tongue. He just holds you there for a minute. You look back into the black abyss that will be your fate. You hear from deep within the void, a stomach gurgling and rumbling, preparing to welcome you. It sounds hungry. You tingle with joy at the thought of making it full. He takes a moment to rub his tongue all over your tender body, slathering you with thick saliva. You hope you taste good.
He leans his head back and you slide easily down to the back of his throat. Powerful throat muscles grab your head and then start contracting, pulling you deeper. It only takes a few gulps and you are completely in his throat, you don't resist. You're going down a tube. It's pulling you deeper but you aren't afraid, you want it to. It's taking you to the place where you are meant to be. Your whole life you've been trying to avoid it but now you find avoiding it foolish. After all, you were made for it and it for you. You reach the bottom and in you fall. It grips you tight, welcoming you like your mother's embrace and massaging you like a lover's touch. It burns your skin but you like it. It feels like a nice warm blanket all over. It begins the process of turning you from a weak pikachu into a strong dragonair. A warm happy feeling radiates in your chest. The feeling comes from finally fulfilling your purpose, rightfully becoming food for a superior being. You accept your role gladly. Now that you've completed your journey, you close your eyes and you feel at peace.
After about ten seconds of pure bliss and enjoying the sounds of a satisfied stomach, a sudden jolt knocks you out of your trance. You reopen your eyes wide, the acid burns them. What have you done? You've just agreed to be eaten alive. You panic, you struggle hard but it's much too late. You are in his stomach surrounded completely by burning acid. There is no hope for you now. The stomach churns and gurgles as it begins to digest you. Terror fills you and you push as hard as you can against the walls of the stomach but they push back just as hard. Something from the outside is rubbing your body, pushing you around the stomach easily. You feel so tiny and helpless. Your whole life feels pointless now. All of your dreams of becoming a raichu now fade. You are just a small morsel to the dragonair, he'll probably forget about you in a weeks time.
You hold your breath for as long as you can but eventually give up. Your lungs force you to breathe in the dragonair's stomach acid. The pain is excruciating. It feels like you are being melted from the inside. You writhe and struggle but finally your body gives up. As you fade you feel a peace come over you. It is a strange feeling. It's the exact same peace the dragonair described earlier but it isn't a trance, this time you sincerely feel it.
The pikachu slides down his throat smoothly. She doesn't move at all. That trance must have worked. She tasted so good, the taste still lingers in his mouth. He smacks his lips in pleasure. He watches her lump fall gently down him. She lands in his stomach. He gets the sudden sensation of being full. A satisfied smile spreads across his face. He licks his lips.
The pikachu lays still for a while. 'Maybe the trance worked a little too well,' he thinks. He takes the end of his tail then gives the lump a good hard poke. That must have worked, the pikachu starts flailing inside him. 'That's better,' she must have broken out of the trance and realized her impending death. He lied to her. He could have made it completely painless by using his Hypnosis to put her to sleep, but where's the fun in that? He then lays flat on his back, stretched out in the warm sun. He picks his head up and looks down at the tiny lump. He rubs his tail over the dying pikachu, pushing her body around easily, toying with her. He looks very happy with himself. He enjoys her useless struggles for a minute then she stops moving. He lets out a quiet burp out, it was the air that was in her lungs. He flicks his tongue in the air to try and savor the scent.
She's a small sized meal to him but that's okay. She'll last at least a day before she has been completely digested. He kind of feels bad for her, she must have had a really bad day if she would rather be eaten then fucked but he granted her wish.
He slips back into his pool. He dug and filled it himself. He takes meticulous care of it making sure the water is clean. He uses Calm Day around it to make sure the water is perfectly still. He sleeps at the bottom. When he feels vibrations he knows something is drinking from its pool. It's like a dinner bell.
He works on the pool somedays to make it bigger. He plans that tomorrow he'll use some of the energy he gets from the pikachu to do just that. Hopefully, it will become big enough one day to attract a mate, then he can start a family. The trail brings a lot of prey by to eat. It's a good spot to raise dratini.
He curls up at the bottom of his pool. His stomach gurgles as he digeste his tasty willing dinner. A little lump can be seen squirming around his midsection. 'Lucy was such a nice girl to offer her body to him. Or, was her name Lucky?' He thinks. He has already forgotten her name. He falls asleep happy.
Thus ending your story. You are a lump inside a dragon snake, your body slowly becoming one with his. Occasionally, small bubbles exit the sleeping dragonair's mouth and surface on his pond making a quiet pop sound. You are forgotten by the tribe and even the dragonair as just another meal. You leave no legacy, but hey, at least you were tasty!
