Trees rustled throughout the forest from the gentle breeze that blew. The smell of rain from last night hung in the air, making the pines and dirt overly fragrent. It was a perfect day for a Pokemon to explore and mix their scents with the new. 

One of these was a Snivy. Nothing was particularly distinct about it either, just a classic long-snouted itty-bitty limbed grass-type. Its nostrils widened and took in the fresh smell of rain while looking for berries and the occassional juicy leaves on bushes. Luckily, they were not hard to find.

It was then that other Pokemon of various types began to scurry around, something quite unusual since they all had their own sections in the forest to wander about. The grass-type found it odd, but it wouldn't detract from the berries it just found. This made the next Pokemon's search for food much easier. 

A shadow was cast over the Snivy while its mouth was full. Looking up, it saw a big-bellied Dragonite standing right where it was; its eyes wide and scanning without pickiness. A meal was a meal, no matter how small it was. Snivy's mouth opened, letting the mouthfull of berries and rain drenched leaves fall onto the ground in shock and awe. Never once had something like this shown up in the forest before. Now, it's large hand reached down to grab at its prey.

Quickly, Snivy took a step back and used its vines to try and defend itself. A heavy whip-like smack sounded on Dragonite's hide, but it did little more than make the predator smile with an expression that said "Aw, how cute." A little yelp escaped from the grass-type then once it was grabbed with ease, its entire midsection gripped like a toy. Of course its squirms and grunts did nothing to make the dragon do anything differently from its intention. 

Snivy's large eyes widened more as its pupils shrunk in horror when the Dragonite put its head back, and opened its maw wide. Rows of large teeth for grinding and crushing like an herbivore's lined its mouth, its big tongue grotesquely hanging out as if to taunt its meal. Its throat was pitch black, an abyss of darkness that the darkest caves could not rival. Then, it all became very large, very quickly. 

Dragonite let the Snivy go and closed its mouth right when the small Pokemon touched its tongue. Snivy began to panic and instantly squirmed to where it knew the exit was, even though it was dark and damp. The poor thing began to plead and yelp to be let out, but naturally a meal could not be let go. That big tongue then did what it did best and pushed the terrified Pokemon back towards its throat as Dragonite lifted its head back slightly.

*GLK!* A bulge appeard in its throat and traveled down, nothing too large but enough to acomidate a loogy and the Pokemon inside. Snivy felt a wave of nausea hit at the feeling of its body being carried down against its will, that along with the feeling of thick saliva surrounding its body and the stench of what was bad breath. The dragon smirked and turned its eyes downwards where the feeling of the bulge just went, hearing a faint, distressed "AAGH" inside through the thick walls of muscle and fat; as if someone was falling down a great height and they knew it was the end for them. The noise disappeared just when it was about to reach the large orb which was its belly.

The predator flicked its tail in pride and snorted from its nostrils, the natural heat against the cooled air creating a satisfying blast of visible breath that hit the ground and added to the expression of "Fuck yeah." Of course, a small snack like a Snivy did little to sate such a big beast, so its eyes scanned for more in hopes of getting its belly somewhat full. 

The Pokemon in the forest had pathetic attempts to hide, even though most stayed around three feet tall and stayed within foliage. For the Dragonite, it was more like grabbing groceries in a market. A few berry bushes stripped clean, a hiding Bulbasaur grabbed right from a hollowed out tree, a few Weedles snatched up from tree branches; it was too easy. All of them and then some were grabbed and gobbled up with as much ease as the Snivy was, creating a nice groaning sound from the dominant beast's stomach.

"A-AAUGH!" "GHAAA!!" "UUhgh!" Were the sounds inside. The Dragonite's stomach was casually at work just as any other Pokemon's would be with a tasty meal, churning and squeezing away to compress the fairly large space into a clostrophobic nightmare at random intervals. A dangerous concoction of mucus and stomach acids filled the muscular space slightly more than halfway, giving the newcomers an instant scalding burn that tore at their flesh like a hot bath without any cold water added to dilute the heat, and no way to remove their body from the burn.

The first Snivy from before was already well halfway through the process, and just now sank to the bottom of the acid-filled chamber while surrounded by the pained screams of various small Pokemon; its flesh nearly burned away while its muscles were exposed and its eyes were now a popular target for the acids to destroy. It would only be a few more moments before its consciousness would be no more, but even another second felt like hell since its brain was too stubborn to let the poor thing pass on any sooner. 

With each churn, the rough ridged muscles rubbed against whatever Pokemon was unlucky enough to be caught between the tight confines. Even though it lasted for a second or two, the walls were tight enough to break bone and expose mouths and eyes to whatever acids were gathered along the motion while the ridges rubbed off chunks of flesh. One Bulbasaur managed to experience a fresh shot of acids when it squirmed between the compressing walls, apparently upsetting the hard at work organ.

The Dragonite now felt somewhat satisfied, but it needed a drink to help call it a finished meal. It would not take long however for the thirsty creature to find a pond, not the freshest water, but beggars could not be choosers. After kneeling down and putting its lips past the first layer, it began to suck. With two good mouthfuls sent to its stomach, effectively expanding it and further tormenting the Pokemon inside with dirty water, the small pond had been lessened. A few water-types at the bottom remained still to try and be safe, but the suction swooped some of them up to be a nice additional texture to the water. The dragon could feel the cool liquid and slimy bumps from the Pokemon inside flowing down to its stomach. It let out a content, long sigh from its nostrils.

Once again the Pokemon inside its belly were in absolute agony. The water that now mixed with the stomach acids did little but add to the pain, their bodies registering cold compared to the damp heat of the stomach, while also burning from the acids. The compressing walls did little in letting up either. Dragonite's body knew there was food inside still, and it needed a good mix of mechanical and chemical digestion. Most of the Pokemon now were either at the bottom succumb to the pain, or were nearing that limit. Some had just been ended quickly from a good squeeze from the walls, usually with broken backs or skulls while others were harshly burned by now; some down to the bone and yet determined to escape. The screams were lessening, but they were still just as loud as before.

The satisfied and now resting Dragonite could hear nothing of the sort. The sounds of Pidgy's and other Pokemon in the air mixed nicely with the rustling pines above. Its hands now rested on its big belly, patting it every so often; mostly keeping them gently atop to feel its own body heat. A wicked smirk was on its lips too as it seemed deep in thought, staring at its rising and lowering mass of muscle and fat. It knew full well what it had done, what was happening inside at least to a degree, and it loved every moment of that thought. It wished it could see what was happening to savor the moment further, but it was more than satisfied with knowing that it not only dominated the smaller Pokemon of the forest, but that its body was benefitting off of them; that their lives were being ended so its own could go on, all while knowing that it could have just gone an herbivoric route like they all had done in this forest. In a way, Dragonite had done just that.