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

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Guardians of Alicrest: Side Chapter 7: Duel with a Dragon

Draco flew victorious over the smoldering ruins of the resistance's most recent base. As much as he hated to admit it, Nerarious's intel had been solid. Draco flew down to inspect the spoils of his conquest. Although most of the resistance had still escaped, his minions had managed to capture five of them; A much better haul than the last raid. The prisoners were lined up before him so that he could decide their fates. His stomach growled as he eyed the feast in front of him. It was hard to make up his mind over which morsels looked the most appetizing, but eventually he set his eyes upon a Buizel and a Delphox. The Buizel looked absolutely terrified; The appropriate look for prey. But the Delphox was a feisty one; She continued to resist even now. It took three dragons just to restrain her.

"You two stay. The rest of you get to live... for now." Draco stated.

The other Pokemon were lead away by their respect captors, leaving Draco with his soon to be meals.

"You coward!" the Delphox shot at him.

"What?!" Draco exclaimed.

"You heard me! Hiding behind your army of dragons! Are you afraid to fight your own battles?!" she questioned him.

"The dragons obey me because they respect my strength, I suggest you do the same." Draco said in irritation.

"How can I respect anyone who devours others for pleasure? You're no better than Vorlord Nefarious!" the Delphox said.

"Do NOT compare me to that lunatic!" Draco erupted. Clearly the Delphox had struck a nerve.

"If you have even one ounce of honor left, you'll duel me one on one! If I win, you let us go!" the Delphox challenged Draco.

"Very well." Draco accepted "You want to see my power so bad? I'll let you experience it first claw."

The Delphox was a little surprised that Draco actually accepted her challenge. She had thought he would simply disregard her taunts, but she wasn't going to back down now. She was fully prepared to back her challenge. The three dragons restraining her, let her go. She rose to her feet and brushed off her coat. She reached inside her fur and pulled out a long stick which resembled a magic wand.

"Whenever you're ready." she said.

Draco tilted his head back for a moment before unleashing a jet of flames at the Delphox. She held her wand in front of her and used her pyrokinetic powers to fork the flames around her. When the attack ended she twirled her wand around in an arcane pattern and launched mystical ball of fire at Draco. He deflected the attack with his wing before charging at the Delphox and slashing at her several times with is claws. But the Delphox was quick and narrowly evaded each strike. That is, until Draco swung his long tail around, slamming it into her side, sending her flying a few feet away.

The Delphox used her psychic power to right herself and land on her feet before levitating a nearby fallen tree and hurling it at Draco. He shot a blast of fire from his mouth that struck the truck mid-air and caused it to explode into pieces. The display was so brilliant that both Pokemon had to shield their eyes for a moment. As Draco looks back at his opponent he say a beam of psychic energy heading towards him.

He swiftly dodged to the side and began to run a wide arc towards the Delphox. She fired several more Psybeams at the Charizard, but Draco dodged or blocked each shot as he approached the Delphox. When he got close he shot a ball of fire from his mouth, forcing the Delphox to shoot her own fireball in defense. The two fireballs collided in a small explosion, however this gave Draco the opportunity he needed to get close and slash at the Delphox with several Dragon Claws. She reeled back, blood seeping from several fresh wounds on her body. Draco smirked at her. Assuming the battle was won, he began to approach the injured Delphox slowly. However when he was within striking distance, several portals opened up around him, blasting him with psychic energy.

What?! When did she get a chance to use Future Sight?! The only time he took his eyes off her... was during the debris explosion! Oh that tricky little vixen. He had underestimated her cunning.

The Delphox took Draco's surprise as a chance to strike. She held her wand out and fired a Psybeam at Draco, causing him stagger back. She decided to press the advantage, stirring her wand around in the air, conjuring a torrent of flames to circle Draco. The Fire Spin engulfed Draco and for a moment the Delphox dared to hope that she had subdued the beast.

That hope was shattered however when a ball of fire shot into the air. Draco spread his wings, discarding the flames from his body, and began to circle the field from his areal vantage point. He swooped in and did a fly by while breathing a jet of fire down at the Delphox. The Delphox tumbled out of the way and turned to fire another Psybeam at her airborne opponent, but he barreled to the side to avoid it before sweeping back around and flying straight towards the Delphox. She fired another Psybeam at him, but he dove under it and charged her at incredible speed.

Before she knew it, she felt the impact of Draco's Steel Wing drive into her stomach and force the air from her lungs. Her body was carried on the wing as Draco ascended back into the air. He came to a swift halt, allowing the momentum to carry the Delphox a little higher before gravity began to pull her down. As she fell, Draco grabbed her feet in his claws. He performed several flips, swinging her through the air several times before he finally released her, sending her hurdling towards the ground below.

The Delphox was too dazed and disoriented to react and soon crashed into the ground, leaving a slight crater where she landed. Everything hurt. She was pretty sure that most of her bones were broken. A small steam of blood trickled from her mouth as she watched Draco fly back down and land next to her. He lifted her by a scruff of fur on her chest, sending further jolts of pain through her body.

"So what do you think of my power now?" Draco asked her.

All she could muster was a weak cough in response.

"That's what I thought. This is the way the world works; The strong rule, and the weak are devoured. You have only yourself to blame for your fate." Draco stated "Now to send you to the final resting place of all weak prey."

The Delphox was too weak to resist as Draco shifted his claws to hold her by the arms. Draco opened his maw wide, giving the Delphox a view of the dark abyss she would soon be heading into. Draco brought her towards his maw and closed his mouth around her head. The Delphox found herself in the moist, humid confines of Draco's mouth. Saliva began to soak her fur and Draco's tongue lapped at her chin and neck, sampling her flavor. It was disgusting and humiliating, but she didn't have to endure the humiliation for long as her head was shoved roughly to the back of the throat. She couldn't see, but she could tell by the stench coming from below that she was hanging over the precipice of no return.

Draco continued to shove more of the Delphox into his maw. She was much easier to swallow than she appeared. As saliva soaked her fur, it stuck to body, revealing just how lithe her form actually was. The Buizel could only watch in horror as Draco consumed his friend, the Delphox forming a rather large bulge in the Charizard's throat. He continued to watch as Draco's jaws stretch around the Delphox's shoulders allowing the bulge to sink further into his throat.

Inside, the Delphox was in quite a lot of pain. Draco was not being gentle with her broken body, and his throat muscles were even less careful. Their only goal was to move her down to the stomach. it didn't matter that each wave of peristalsis crushed her shattered form and sent waves agony through her body. What frightened her though, was that she knew this was only the beginning of her torment. When she thought about what lied in store for her at the end of this trip, she shuddered.

Draco crammed more of the fox into his mouth, his hunger seemed insatiable. He could feel her body shiver slightly in his grasp. It wasn't the level of squirming he usually enjoyed, but he supposed it was all she could muster considering how badly he had destroyed her body. Luckily he had another meal to look forward to that he was sure would provide him with plenty of squirming.

Inside, the Delphox could feel the temperature rising as she grew closer to Draco's core. Being a fire type, the heat didn't particularly bother her, but it did signify that she was getting close to the stomach. In fact, in mere moments she found her muzzled pressing against a tight ring of flesh. This was it, the gateway to a hell she couldn't even begin to imagine. At any moment she would be dropped into that caustic chamber and digested alive, and that thought chilled her to the bone. She felt the sphincter relax to allow her access as her head was pushed into the stomach. The stench of acid immediately burned her nose, making her cringe in disgust. As more and more of her body was pushed into the slimy, cramped chamber she was forced to curl into a uncomfortably tight ball, which was only made that much more unpleasant by her broken body. Tears began to run down her face as she wept from the physical and emotion pain she was subjected to.

The Buizel watched the Delphox's feet disappeared behind Draco's jaws. The bulge in Draco's throat was the last he'd ever see of her. However he was too overwhelmed with fear to morn her. He knew that soon he would be joining her, doomed to an unspeakable fate. After Draco let out a loud belch, he turned and made his way towards the Buizel.

"W-wait, don't I get a chance to fight?!" he stuttered in panic. He didn't actually believe he could win, but he was desperate enough to try anything at this point.

"I've already wasted enough time on weaklings like you. I've already demonstrated by superiority and besides, I'm still quite hungry and I don't like to be kept waiting." Draco stated and licked his lips.

The Buizel looked into Draco's eyes, searching for even the slightest bit of mercy. But there was none; There was no pity, no remorse, only the eyes of a hungry predator eager to devour its prey. Indeed, Draco didn't even see him as a Pokemon anymore, just a piece of meat to be swallowed and digested to fuel his body. Draco reached down and lifted the Buizel in his claws. The Buizel began to struggle immediately, flailing uselessly against the Charizard's strength.

"No! Please! I don't want to die!" the Buizel pleaded.

Draco paid him no mind, opening his mouth and bringing the thrashing Buizel towards his jaws. The Buizel froze in horror for a moment as he saw that glistening, rippling maw eagerly awaiting his arrival. This was all the opportunity Draco needed as he shoved the Buizel into his mouth. The Buizel renewed his struggles as his world became a sticky mess of flesh and saliva. The lower half of his body, still protruding from Draco's mouth, kicked uselessly in the air. Being a water type, he was used to being surrounded by liquid, but the warm, sticky saliva that was coating him now was anything but pleasant. In the darkness, he could feel Draco's tongue running along his body. He squirmed, trying to get away from the invasive appendage, but there was nowhere to go.

After getting a good taste of the Buizel, Draco shoved more of his body into his mouth. The Buizel was pushed forward by the sudden force and his head entered a tight tube of constricting flesh. He tried to pull himself out, but the persistent throat muscles wouldn't give up their prize. It was like quicksand made out of flesh; The more he struggled, the deeper he sank. Draco could feel the Buizel squirming in his throat, sending a shiver of predatory pleasure up his body. He began to actively swallow the struggling Buizel, a bulge moving down the Charizard's throat and he pulled more and more of the Buizel's body into he hungry maw.

Muscles contracted and squeezed around the Buizel as peristalsis pulled him towards his doom. The constricting muscles were not the only source of discomfort though. As he sank lower into the fire types body, he could feel the heat around him rising, sapping him of his stregth. The only parts of the Buizel's body that remained outside of Draco's throat were his feet, which had already entered Draco's mouth, and his twin tails which continued to twitch wildly in distress. Draco took another gulp, sending the feet down to join the rest of the Buizel.

The Buizel felt his feet enter the slick confines of Draco's throat. He could hardly move his body at all now as the throat muscles continued to usher him along. Soon he pressed against the stomach sphincter. His worst fears were about to be realized. With one final gulp, Draco sent the Buizel into his gut before releasing a contented sigh. He could feel the Buizel squirming within his belly, paws pressing against his stomach wall in an attempt to escape. He savored the feeling as his stomach went to work, digesting its latest meals.

With one final push, the Buizel was shoved through into the sweltering stomach chamber. He found himself mashed against a lump of fur that he knew was his Delphox friend. She let out a moan of pain as her body was further compressed by the new occupant. The Buizel began to push against the stomach walls in a desperate attempt to escape, but the malleable flesh simply stretched around his paws and coated them with slime. The unbearable heat quickly sapped the Buizel's strength, reducing him to a pitiful heaving mess. The acidic air burned his lung as he took deep breaths of the stomach's stale air.

The stomach walls began to excrete acid to break down its considerable contents, a small pool of the digestive liquid building up under the inhabitants. The stomach walls contracted around the duo drawing a panicked scream from the Buizel, while the Delphox could only wheeze weakly. After a few moments the walls receded, providing the two with a short reprieve from the crushing flesh. But now another issue was presenting itself. The pair's skin began to tingle from the work the digestive enzymes were doing to it. The sensation was strongest in the Buizel's feet and the Delphox's back, which were submerged in gastric acid.

The Buizel whimpered pitifully as the sensation grew. The pool of acid was slowly rising, submerging more of the duo's bodies. Without warning the stomach walls contracted again, crushing the two together and spreading acid across their bodies. The Buizel could feel his fur pulling loose as the relentless stomach walls ground and churned around him. The walls finally pulled back, leaving the two with raw burning skin. The sections that were submerged in acid began to break down allowing pieces of flesh to fall away. The Buizel cried out as pain shot through his lower body. The Delphox would have cried out too had she the strength, but all she could muster was a high pitched whine.

Things only got worse from there. The acid coating their upper bodies began to take its toll as well, causing pieces of weakened skin to fall into the pool of chyme forming beneath them. The pain was worse than the Buizel could ever have imagined. He writhed in agony as the digestive enzymes assaulted his muscles. The Delphox was suffering a similarly hellish experience. Her back was burning beneath the pool of acid and the rest of her body was slowly falling apart. The external pain mixed with her internal pain, leaving her in a state of complete agony.

Just when they thought it couldn't get any worse, the stomach walls contracted again. Neither of them made any noise this time, the pain completely beyond words now. The stomach walls tore at their bodies, ripping flesh from muscle and muscle from bone. It was too much for the Delphox to take. Her heart beat frantically in her chest before giving out completely. The Delphox finally felt the merciful release of death as her body shut down. The Buizel was not so fortunate. Having suffered no prior damage, his body refused to give up so easily. As the walls retracted, he was left twitching and gasping for breath. His senses were blinded by pain and he wasn't sure how much longer he lasted in that caustic hell before he breathed his final breath.

Draco felt the struggles in his stomach die down. It was a shame all good things had to come to an end. At least he had three more meals lined up, ready to enter his stomach and fuel his body. He didn't see himself as evil or wrong; He was simply a predator, and the world was his prey.