Warning: This story involves scenes of oral vore and graphic digestion. If this is not your thing then stop reading now. You have been warned!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon. Pokemon is the property of Nintendo and Game Freak.

Putting on Winter Layers

Nefarious's stomach growled as he wandered through the forest. The onset of winter had rendered food scarce and it had been days since the Grumpig had a decent meal. It felt as if he would waste away to nothing and it was beginning to show. His normally plump belly was starting to sag and his arms were looking leaner than normal. If he didn't find food soon, surely he would starve.

Some Pokemon would've called this karma or poetic justice. You see, Nefarious had been kicked out of his pack for being too greedy and hogging all the food. He had little or no concern for the needs of other and had often gotten into fights with his fellow Grumpig over scraps. Finally, enough was enough and the other Grumpigs banded together to kick Nefarious out.

"Who needs them anyway?" Nefarious grumbled to himself "This just means I don't have to share anymore. I'll find my own food and it will be all mine." his stomach growled again, reminding him of how successful that plan had been so far "Quiet you." he growled at his own stomach.

Just then, a familiar scent wafted past his nose. His stomach grumbled as he recognized the sweet scent of berries. With renewed vigor he followed the scent to its source. A short distance away he found a bush that was still in bloom. But he wasn't alone in his discovery. A pair of Vulpix were already at the bush, chowing down on a few berries themselves. One Vulpix had smooth red and orange fur, with a cream colored underbelly. The fur on his head and tails was kept orderly and immaculately groomed. The other Vulpix sported a white coat that turned light blue around her paws. The fur on her head was a curly mess and the fur on her tails seemed to meld together into one big bush of hair, making it impossible to tell the individual tails apart.

The white Vulpix noticed the Grumpig staring at them with hungry eyes "Oh hello mister." she said in a cute tone "Would you like some of these berries?"

Even in his current state, Nefarious couldn't resist his greedy nature "I don't want some of your berries... I want all of your berries!" Nefarious demanded.

"What? Why?" the female Vulpix replied, a little hurt by the strangers harsh response.

"Yeah, there's plenty of food to share. No need to be greedy." the male Vulpix backed up the female.

"I don't care." Nefarious stated bluntly "I'm claiming this bush as my own and if you don't leave, I'll remove you by force." the Grumpig threatened.

Both of the Vulpix bared their fangs at Nefarious "All we tried to do is be nice to you. But if this is the way you want it, then fine, we won't back down!" the male Vulpix proclaimed.

Nefarious held out a hand and the male Vulpix found himself enveloped in psychic energy. Before he even knew it, he was slammed into the female Vulpix beside him, knocking the two of them away and dazing them for a moment. They shook their heads to regain their focus and turned back to the grinning Grumpig. Nefarious fired a Psybeam at the duo, who quickly jumped to each side of it. They each ran to one side of Nefarious, flanking him on both ends. Nefarious turned to launch another Psybeam at the male, but the female opened her mouth and fired an Ice Beam right into the Grumpig's shoulder.

Nefarious yelped in pain as a biting cold engulfed his shoulder. He turned his attention to the female, surrounding her in psychic energy and lifting her into the air. But before he could do anymore, a searing hot jet of flames struck him in the back. He cried out in pain again and sank to his knees as smoke rose from his scorched back. With the female freed, both Vulpix met up in front of Nefarious. They both opened their mouths and the last thing Nefarious saw, was a flash of fire and ice before he was blasted out of the area.

******

Nefarious slumped against a tree, starving and defeated. Curse those two! If only he had some way to insulate himself against their elemental attacks! Then he'd show those two whelps who's boss! His stomach growled again. He was so hungry, he'd eat just about anything at this point. Some movement at the edge of his vision caught his attention and he immediately reached out with his psychic abilities. A Rattata floated out from some of the nearby foliage and stopped in front of Nefarious's face. The terrified rodent struggled frantically in his psychic grasp, trying desperately to escape.

As Nefarious watched the Rattata's pitiful struggles, his stomach loud out another hungry rumble. Gears began to turn in Nefarious's head and slowly a new idea formed in his twisted little mind. Maybe he could get the nourishment that he needed from... other sources. But could he really eat another living Pokemon? He wasn't opposed to the idea; The though had just never occurred to him before. The more he watched the rodent struggle, the more appetizing the prospect became. Another grumble from his stomach seemed to voice its approval of this plan. And with that, Nefarious's mind was made up.

The Rattata's pupils shrank in terror as he watched Nefarious open his mouth wide. Was this Grumpig planning on eating him?! The Rattata increased his already frantic struggling, trying to break the psychic bond holding him. Nefarious unceremoniously chucked the flailing rodent into his maw. The Rattata let out one last terrified squeak before the mouth closed down around him, trapping him in a prison of moist, slippery flesh.

Nefarious lapped at the Rattata, sampling a taste of succulent, tender flesh. The flavor was completely foreign to him, having lived his entire life on berries, but he found the new taste rather enjoyable. It was like he could taste the very fear and despair dripping from the Rattata's body. It filled him with delight and made him feel powerful. The Rattata's fate was entirely in his hooves to do with as he willed. And what he willed, was for the rodent to nourish his body.

Nefarious tilted his head back, sliding the Rattata to the back of his throat. He felt the rodent's paws enter his esophagus and began to swallow. He wasn't used to swallowing such a large object and almost choked at first, but he got used to the squirming lump in his throat and continued to gulp down the sizable meal. Soon he felt the Rattata slide into his starving stomach. It felt great to once again have a belly full of food. He could feel his hunger fading as his stomach got to work digesting the new meal it was offered.

Nefarious lied back and basked in the feeling of a full stomach. He could feel the Rattata wriggling and squirming within his gut, sending a shiver of pleasure down his spine. No berry had ever given him this sensation. It was absolutely wonderful. He could feel each and every kick against his stomach walls, which sent twinges of pleasure through his body. The feeling was intoxicating. Oh dear Arceus, why hadn't he tried this sooner?! He continued to revel in the Rattata's struggles until the poor rodent's life was extinguished. Afterwords, only the gurgling and churning of Nefarious's stomach remained.

What a rush! Even though he had finally found some food, there was no way he would be satisfied with one measly Rattata. He had to have more, so much more! And where there was one Rattata, there was usually a pack. Nefarious reached out with his psychic powers, searching the area for any sentient thoughts. Surely enough, not far from here, there was a small group of thoughts. Nefarious licked his lips as he thought about the meal before him. This was going to be fun.

Nefarious got up from his resting spot and made his way toward the cluster of thoughts. As he got closer, he moved quietly so as not to scare his soon to be prey. He came to the edge of a small clearing and as he suspected, a pack of Rattata were scurrying about, foraging for food. Nefarious's stomach let out a particularly loud growl, alerting the pack to his presence. The Rattata all stood up on their hind legs, ears standing at attention, listening intently for any nearby predators. Nefarious decided to make his move before the pack discovered his location.

He reached out with his psychic powers, enveloping the entire pack in a bubble of psionic energy. The Rattata all flailed and squeaked frantically as they floated uselessly in the air. Nefarious stepped into the clearing, his mouth drooling a little as he beheld his prize. A whole pack of Rattata to stuff his greedy belly with; He could hardly wait.

One by one he threw the Rattata into his ravenous gullet, forcing the others to watch in horror as their brethren were eaten alive. With each Rattata that entered his stomach, the bulge of Nefarious's belly grew larger and larger. His stomach began to feel tight, but the gluttonous Grumpig refused to quit; He continued to chow down until every last Rattata was struggling inside his gut.

Nefarious lied on his back and sighed. He looked down at his distended belly and could actually see the wiggles and squirms of his meal beneath the surface. He rubbed his hands over his stomach, feeling the struggles of the prey within. The sensation was indescribable; To have dozens of prey stirring within him; It was the ultimate in predatory bliss.

Over the next hour, Nefarious watched as the lump in his stomach grew softer and less formed. He could feel the struggles in his stomach dying down as the prey succumbed to deadly environment within. Nefarious was feeling rather lethargic now. He decided to take a rest to give his stomach time to finish processing its meal. The sounds of groaning and churning filled the clearing as Nefarious's stomach worked hard to digest its contents, melting flesh and blood down into a nutritious chyme for the Grumpig to absorb. The sound lulled Nefarious into a deep sleep; One from which he did not awake for several more hours.

******

Nefarious stirred from his peaceful slumber. For the first time in days, he didn't wake to the feeling of crippling hunger. With a little effort, Nefarious got to his feet. He immediately noticed that something felt different about his physique. He looked down at his belly. Although it was no longer bulging from food contents, it was still quite a bit larger than it had been yesterday. The Grumpig gave his belly a quick slap, sending a ripple through the fresh layer of fat that had formed there. And that wasn't the only place. His hips and thighs had expanded nicely as well and his buttocks had a cushy layer of flab that bounced lightly when he walked.

It felt comfortable, like a thick blanket was wrapped around his whole body. The winter cold no longer bothered him and he had a feeling that extreme heat wouldn't be an issue either. A light bulb went off in Nefarious's mind and he began to hatch a devious scheme. He would get his revenge on those two Vulpix for humiliating him like that, but first he needed more fat, so much more fat. A sadistic smile crept onto his face as looked at the forest around him. Now, who would be his first victim?

******

The last couple of days had been rather peaceful for the two Vulpix after they had gotten rid of that ungrateful Grumpig. They remained close to the berry bush as there was still plenty of food to keep them fed for several more days. Currently they were just lying down, taking a quick rest after a hearty breakfast. However, their peaceful morning was interrupted as a Grumpig approached their location. He looked like the same Grumpig as before, only he was much, much fatter. His belly bounced and his hips swayed with each step that he took. He was wearing a confident smirk on his face and he seemed to ooze malicious intent.

"Good morning. I've come to teach you two whelps a lesson and claim what is rightfully mine." Nefarious said.

"Go ahead and try. Just because you've put on a few pounds, doesn't mean you're a match for us." the male responded and bared his fangs at Nefarious.

"Oh I think you'll find that's all I need to defeat you." Nefarious retorted confidently.

The Vulpix wasted no time in cutting to the chase, opening his mouth at shooting a jet of flame at the pompous Grumpig. The flames struck Nefarious's body, but unlike last time, they only left minor scorch marks, causing Nefarious to chuckle at the feeble attack. The two Vulpix were taken aback by how ineffective the attack was. The female Vulpix opened her mouth and fired an Ice Beam at Nefarious, but this attack proved to be just as useless. Nefarious cackled maniacally. This was working out even better than he had hoped. The thick layer of fat was serving as a perfect insulator against Vulpix's attacks.

"Now it's my turn." Nefarious said menacingly.

He fired a Psybeam at the duo, which they once again dodged and attempted to flank Nefarious.

"Oh no, not this time!" Nefarious said.

Nefarious grabbed them both with psychic energy and slammed them back together. Then he launched several shard-like projectiles at the pair, dealing heavy damage and dazing them. By the time they managed to recover from their daze, they saw a large shadow looming over them. Their pupils shrank in terror as Nefarious sat his enormous behind on their bodies, leaving only their heads and front paws free. The weight wasn't enough to crush them, but they were completely pinned under the Grumpig's tremendous girth.

"Okay, okay, we give up! You can have the berries! Just let us go!" the male Vulpix surrendered.

Nefarious lifted himself off the pair of Vulpix, but immediately surrounded them in psionic energy and levitated them back in front of him.

"Now that's much better. But you see, I don't want the berries anymore. I've found something far more delectable to eat." he said with a malicious grin.

At first the pair of Vulpix were confused by Nefarious's words, but it didn't take them long to piece together the Grumpig's meaning. They both gasped in horror as the caught Nefarious's drift.

"You can't mean to..." the male couldn't bring himself to finish the sentence.

"Oh I do." Nefarious replied, confirming the Vulpix's worst fears "How else do you think I gained so much weight in such a short period of time?"

"You, you monster! You're sick!" was all the male could think to say, the very idea inconceivable to his mind.

Suddenly Nefarious shoved the two against his belly, smothering their faces in the rolls of his fat.

"Do you feel that?" he asked "That's going to be you soon."

Finally he pulled the two back, giving them a chance to breathe again.

Tears were already forming in the female's eyes "P-Please, I don't want to die." she begged.

"Don't think of it as dying. Think of it as becoming a part of something greater. You will live on, in my belly; In my thighs; And in my rear. You will exist as a layer of flab, serving to keep me fed and protected. You should be honored to become a part of me." Nefarious said.

The female Vulpix broke down crying, while the male glared daggers at Nefarious. He opened his mouth and shot another gout of flames at the Grumpig. But again, Nefarious just shook off the attack.

"Still have some fight left in you, do you? Very well, you can go first." Nefarious said.

Nefarious floated the male above his head and opened his mouth wide. Slowly the Vulpix was lowered towards the tunnel of salivating flesh, the Grumpig's putrid breath wafting up to his nose, making the fox want to gag. It smelled of digesting fur and meat. Dear Arceus, were there still remnants of his last meal in there?! The very thought made the Vuplix shudder in disgust. Moments later, the slimy maw clamped down over the Vuplix's head. The tongue lapped at his face, matting his coat with saliva and ruining his finely groomed fur.

Nefarious moaned in pleasure as he tasted the fire fox. The taste of fresh, tender meat danced across his taste buds, driving his carnal desires forward. He slurped in more of the Vulpix's body, leaving only the fox's tails and hind paws hanging outside his mouth. The Vulpix felt tight throat muscles clamp down around his muzzle and begin to pull him down into Nefarious's esophagus. Nefarious greedily gulped down the fox, each swallow pulling more and more of the Vulpix's body into his mouth and out of view. The female Vulpix watched in horror as the male disappeared into Nefarious's maw. He was gone, she couldn't even see his lump beneath the layer of fat around Nefarious's belly.

After a few more gulps, Nefarious let out a content sigh "One down and one to go." he said, eying the female hungrily.

"No! Please! Stop!" but her pleas fell on deaf ears as she was raise above the Nefarious's maw.

She looked down into the pit of horror that awaited her and shuddered. Some of her tears dripped down onto Nefarious's tongue, treating the Grumpig to a salty sample of her fear. Just like with the male, Nefarious chomped down over the female's head and began to sample her flavor with his tongue. Her taste was very different from the male's. Where he had been bold and spicy, she was cool and refreshing. On top of that, she practically oozed fear. It was a combination of flavors Nefarious found hard to resist. He slurped in more of her scrumptious body, eager for more of her heavenly flavor.

The female was lost in the chaos of Nefarious's mouth. Warm, slimy flesh assaulted her face and coated her with saliva. She was in too much of a panic to think rationally. All she could do was flail and struggle inside the fleshy maw, hoping by some miracle she would escape. Nefarious was in heaven; One Vulpix squirming in his mouth and another one already struggling in his stomach, it drove him crazy with desire. He couldn't wait any long; He wanted... No, he needed to feel them both in his belly. He moved the female to the back of his throat and took his first gulp. Her struggling intensified even more as her head was pulled into his esophagus, but it was too late, her fate was already sealed.

The female took quick panicked breaths as she descended down the Grumpig's throat. It was eerie; Nefarious's fat body blocked out all sound from the outside world. All she could hear was the steady beating of his heart, the rise and fall of his breathing, and the gurgling of his stomach. The last one made her shiver in terror as she knew it was what awaited her at the end of her journey. A few more gulps and the Vulpix found herself at the entrance to the Grumpig's stomach. She could already feel wiggling from within, the other Vulpix struggling valiantly for survival; A battle she would soon be joining.

It wasn't long before the sphincter yawned open, accepting its new meal into the living hell within. Her face was immediately shoved into a foul smelling sludge, which began to soak into her fur. She struggled to remove herself from the disgusting goop, but there was little room to maneuver inside the cramped stomach walls. The next thing she felt was fur and flesh of another living body. She could only assume it was the other Vulpix.

The male Vulpix had been fighting ever since he reached the stomach. He tried to claw and kick at the stomach walls, but they simply molded and stretched around his paws, rending his attacks useless. He tried breathing fire, but the flames couldn't survive in the moist environment. As he struggled, he heard a loud squelch from above him and suddenly he was pinned to the stomach wall by another body. He tried to free himself but, there was nowhere left to go. With no space to move, his struggles were brought to an end. A moment of silence passed through the stomach before the male Vulpix heard the female sobbing.

"It's okay. We'll find a way out of here." he lied, hoping to comfort the terrified female.

"No! It's not okay! We're going to die in this horrible place! Doesn't that scare you?!" She cried back.

"Of course it does, but we have to be strong. Listen, I'm here for you and I'll be by your side until the very end." he said.

This actually seemed to calm her down a little, her sobs dying down to pitiful sniffles "W-Will it hurt?" she asked hesitantly.

The question tore at the male Vulpix's heart. The stomach acid was already beginning to burn his paws, but he knew lying to her would be futile at this point "Yes." he stated bluntly.

The female whimpered and held the male close. He held her back, providing what little comfort he could as they awaited their inevitable demise. Gastric acid continued to ooze from the stomach wall, seeping into the duo's fur. In mere minutes, the female was beginning to feel the sting of the acids as well. She grit her teeth and tried to keep her mind off it by focusing on the other Vulpix, but the sensation was becoming increasingly impossible to ignore. Suddenly the stomach walls contracted around them, crushing the two together and grind acid into their fur and flesh. After a few moments of this torture, the walls relented, leaving the two to once again stew in the vile chyme around them.

Fur began to fall loose from their bodies, leaving their skin bare and exposed. Their lower bodies stung mercilessly from being submerged in gastric acid. The stomach contracted again, chafing their sensitive skin and causing them to cry out in pain. When the walls retracted, almost all the fur had been torn from their bodies. Even the large amount of fur on their tails had fallen off and dissolved in the vicious stomach acids. Their skin burned as it was fully exposed to the caustic stomach environment. The two began to squirm uncomfortably, but this only served to aggravate the burning as their raw skin chafed together.

The male Vulpix let out a yip of pain as the skin on his lower body began to dissolve and flake away. Sharp spikes of pain wracked his body as the gastric acid invaded his wounds. He grit his teeth and hissed as he tried to endure the pain, but it was a losing battle. The agonizing sensation of having his body burn away was overwhelming his mind. The final blow came when the stomach walls contracted again, tearing away his weakened skin and grinding acid into his freshly exposed muscles. He cried out in agony, a cry that was soon mirrored by the female. Although it was not to the same extent as the male's, her body was beginning to succumb to the harsh treatment it was receiving as well. Patches of skin were torn from her body, causing her unbelievable pain. Finally the walls retracted, leaving the two gasping in pain. Blood oozed from their melting bodies, mixing in with the chyme of fur and flesh below.

The next few minutes were absolute hell for the pair of Vulpix. The vicious stomach acids ate away at their muscles, causing them to twitch and spasm until they were destroyed entirely. The two continued to cry out in agony as they were forced to endure the torture that the stomach was putting them through. Through the pain, the female Vulpix couldn't help but think about how sick and twisted their situation was. They had never do anything to wrong another; The Grumpig was the wicked one, stealing their food and then devouring them alive; So why was this happening to them?! Was there no justice in this world?! It wasn't fair!

The female couldn't remain on this for long though as pain drove all other thoughts from her mind, slowly stripping her of her sanity. It wouldn't be long now. Most of their bodies had been eaten away, leaving only cleaned bones. They could feel their strength fading fast. Then the walls contracted again, crushing what little life they had left from their bodies and finally ending their suffering.

******

Nefarious felt the struggles stop inside his stomach. He was a little disappointed that is was over; Revenge had literally never tasted so sweet. But all good things had to come to an end he supposed. Now that the fun part was over, he lied down to take another nap and let his stomach finish processing what remained of the two foxes.

When Nefarious awoke, he inspected his body again. He could tell that a fresh layer of fat had been added to his already prodigious size.

"At least now you two are good for something." He cackled maniacally at the fate the two Vulpix had received, causing his fat belly bounce with each guffaw.

With his business concluded he left area, leaving no evidence that the two Vulpix had ever been there. His hips swayed and his butt jiggled with each step he took as he wandered the forest in search of more prey. Winter was just beginning and if he was going to survive it, he'd need to layer up. A sadistic grin curled onto his face; Who would be the next victim to become part of him?