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A horny fennekin with a particularly unsafe kink may have bitten off more than he can chew as a dragonair makes his most dangerous fantasies a reality.

Author's Note
Here it is, my story for this month. It's a pretty dark, so those of you who aren't into vore, snuff, and especially bad ends, this may not be the story for you. Everyone else, welcome!

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Coiled around her catch like the snake she wasn’t, powerful cords of muscle rippling under gleaming blue scales, squeezing her vulpix prey so tightly and so expertly he was surprised the doomed pokemon could make any noises at all. But the dragonair’s prey did make noise, feminine sounds, little gasps and whimpers of what he liked to imagine was delight, even if he knew it to be anything but.\n\n“Lucky vulpix,” he whispered, peeking further out of the bush in an effort to get a better look, just in time to witness the dragonair uncoiling herself from her catch to look down on her from above, staring deep into the vulpix’s terrified brown eyes with her own majestic purple ones. The vulpix, too weak to struggle, went limp in her grip, and all she could do was watch as the dragonair’s jaws opened wide, revealing a sight that made his heart skip a beat. Her maw was stunning. Deep, squishy pinks, steadily transitioning to even darker reds, the beginnings of a slippery slide designed by nature to never be taken twice. Sticky strands of saliva connected her mouth from every angle, from her massive tongue to the very abyss of her throat, of which there was no return. The struggle returned to the vulpix at the beautiful sight, and a brief, pained cry escaped her, a cry that almost—almost—made Felix hesitate. A desperate plea for help. A plea he ignored because he knew the only way to get close to the dragonair was to assure her satisfaction.\n\nBecause if there was no room for him, [i]then[/i] he could approach without fear. \n\nA flicker of something like apology flashed before the dragonair’s eyes. But as fast as it came, it went, and so too did the vulpix. It happened more swiftly than he could blink. One heartbeat, the vulpix was frantic for escape. 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Her aroma riled him up unlike nothing else. A cute little vulpix with a plump cookie and a tight tailhole, emitting a scent that made him dizzy with desire. So why resist? She was here, wasn’t she? And he could do with her anything he wished. \n\nBouncing on his paws with childlike excitement, Felix shoved his muzzle into her spade with an audible wet squish, causing it to jump against his nose. Be it excitement or, more likely, shock, he couldn’t care less. He inhaled deeply, drinking in the intoxicating scent of a vixen just on the edge of fertility, her incredibly soft folds warming his cold, wet nose. \n\nHe moved upward, sniffing all the way, his sense of smell leading him right up against her tight pucker. It clenched hard as his nose touched it, and she even kicked out a hind leg, as if trying to force him away! But he kept up his sniffing, digging into her twitching butthole and imprinting her scent so deeply into his memory that he’d never forget her until the day he died. \n\nPulling away took some willpower. The instinct to indulge in her scent battled with his desire to bury himself in her sex, and the urge to mate prevaled. Propping himself up to mount the dragonair’s muzzle, and by proxy the vulpix’s haunches, more than ready from the sniffing session, he used his moderate experience to quickly line up with the vulpix’s squishy spade. His tip bent against her unyielding entrance. He attempted to push inside, only for his tip to bend further, slipping to the side. She was dry! Surprisingly so for someone who gushed a waterfall from their folds. \n\nWhile she wasn’t quite ready to take him, she was still incredibly soft against his glands, and just as warm, making him moan with increasing desire as he humped against her tense vulpix cookie, holding on tight to the dragonair’s muzzle and staring deep into her eyes. Could he get her to help? Would she? \n\nDidn’t hurt to ask.\n\n“Hey,” he began as confidently as he could while straddling a large predator’s snout, “can you help her get ready? You know, lick her a little. She’s kinda dry. I want her to enjoy her final moments, you know?”\n\nMirth twinkled in the dragonair's large eyes as she hummed, as though thinking about it. Would she do it? Was she humoring him, or was she all-in on this act of degeneracy? Would she be as indulgent as him? \n\nHer answer came in the form of a lengthy tongue snaking between the vulpix’s legs, even sliding against his cock! He gasped as the hot, slippery tongue encompassed the entirety of his maleness, her efforts to slicken up the vulpix’s vulva nearly driving him over the edge right then and there. \n\nAfter a few seconds of slurping and fondling, the tongue retreated. Much too soon in his opinion, but it did its job, and with the vulpix properly lubed up, he managed to catch his tip on a familiar dip in her labia. With a wink to the dragonair—who winked back, nearly giving him a heart attack from excitement—he pushed forward and groaned as he was enveloped by clenching feminine heat. He buried himself balls deep in under a second. Her body attempted to resist him, clenching and squeezing tighter than a skitty, but it only made the experience all the better. \n\nHe clutched the snout of his partner in degeneracy to keep from falling over and took a moment to bask in the vulpix’s delightfully snug tunnel. Just letting the sensation wash over him. Knowing that this was the last time he, or anyone, would get the chance to experience her the way she was meant to be. It was almost a shame: these wonderful insides were to be churned and melted away, never again to feel the touch of another. An almost envious sense of longing filled him knowing her demise wouldn’t go to waste, that she would help sustain a superior pokemon in the days or weeks to come. \n\nOnce he was used to the squeezing tunnel, he pulled out, before shoving back in twice as hard, squeezing his eyes shut as her slick tunnel gripped him, the pleasure already threatening to overwhelm him. \n\nHe mated the doomed vulpix without regard for her own feelings, growing increasingly shaky as her trembling walls clung to him with every exit and slid away with each thrust. It was fantastic. One of the best fucks of his life. All while he stared into the dragonair’s eyes, his heart swelling with affection. \n\nBut his heart wasn’t the only thing swelling. \n\n“G-gonna cum!” he gasped, burying himself to the sheath as his knot inflated, the pressure fit to burst any moment. But before he could properly knot, everything shifted, and a loud, dramatic [i]gulp[/i] reverberated through his body, yanking him right out of the vulpix in one fell swoop. He held onto the dragonair’s muzzle for dear life as she swallowed, robbing him of a tight spade to tie with. \n\nBefore he could be too disappointed, she took his cock between her lips, capturing his sensitive bulb within her tight muzzle. She winked at him as she gulped, tugging on his cock and causing him to see stars. The slippery heat was too much. He held deathly still, trying to hold back the torrent. Extend the moment. To enjoy this once-in-a-lifetime experience of fucking the maw of a predator who could slide him down as easily as the vulpix. But the constant, glorious suction of her gulps as she swallowed her meal and the soft, gentle touch of her slippery tongue was impossible to resist. The pleasure bloomed into a chorus of delight as his vision swam. He curled his claws, arched his back, and spurted into her mouth without a sound, unable to even breathe as his pent-up balls unloaded themselves all over her slippery tongue. \n\nThe dragonair giggled with his cock twitching between her lips. Felix gasped with each and every watery spurt, feeling as though the pleasure was going to last a lifetime. \n\nMid-orgasm, he peeked past her head to watch the lump that once was a vulpix travel down her throat, the sight triggering some deep, instinctual fear. And an even deeper lust.\n\nSuddenly, she opened her mouth, and with a surprised yelp he slid out of her muzzle, losing sight of the vulpix’s throat bulge in the process. He fell on his rump, dazed, cock twitching and sending thin arcs of watery cum into the air and streaking across the ground. \n\nLooming above him was the dragonair. She grinned as he wasted his seed across the grass, obviously amused by what she no doubt saw as an inferior predator playing with the big leagues. The very idea that she was greater than him, that he was [i]nothing[/i], made his next squirt fly further than the last. \n\nShe finished her meal by raising her head and swallowing the struggling bulge with an audible [i]gluck. [/i]Felix watched the bulge travel the rest of the way down her throat, his mouth going dry when it vanished into the thicker parts of her body. She smacked her lips, a slippery dragon tongue peeking out her mouth. \n\n“Mhm, delicious,” she said, her voice oozing calmness and causing his heart to race all over again. “Thank you for seasoning my meal. The extra flavor is, mhm, appreciated. This is actually the first time anyone has asked to mate with one of my meals, did you know that? I didn’t think anyone was bold enough. It’s also my first time pleasuring someone so… bite-sized. More fun than I expected.”\n\nFeeling brave from the casual way she spoke to him, and still overwhelmed by the endorphins rocking his brain, Felix stood on shaky legs, softening cock standing proud under his barrel, and declared confidently, “It’ll also be the first time someone so ‘bite-sized’ fucks your ass.”\n\nShe blinked at that, then laughed, a high melodic noise that nearly had him melting with desire. “I like you! You’re quite brazen for a fennekin. What’s your name, little snack? Mine’s Lily.”\n\n“Felix,” he said, nearly fainting from how excited he was getting. “Nice to m-meet you, Lily. So… you’re full, right? You know, from her?” He pointed a paw at Lily’s belly. A small lump could be seen moving occasionally. She must be terrified, knowing this was the end. That nothing she would do would save her. Or, perhaps, she was getting off one last time, rubbing her paw into the sloppy mess her spade became after that creampie he pumped into her. He swallowed hard. “I— wow, she’s still alive, huh?”\n\n“She’s still squirming,” Lily confirmed, shifting her weight to better show off her underbelly. She then looked at him curiously. “Are you into that? Knowing she’s still fighting back? That she can still breathe?” Felix nodded so fast his vision blurred. She laughed. “Kinky! Just for you, here’s a little secret: I swallow air before every meal so they last longer. The entire time we’re mating, she’ll be conscious, aware of every. Little. Movement.”\n\nHis length flexed hard. His orgasm may have finished, but that didn’t mean he had gone soft. How could he with how sexy her words were? With how terribly wonderful the vulpix’s fate was?\n\nHe coudn’t take his eyes away from that squirming lump. “Can I touch her?”\n\n“Also a first!” she said, giggling with a bright smile. “If you’d like to. But only if you do something for me too.” Before he could wonder what she meant, Lily waved the base of her tail, flashing the dip in her lower underbelly that was her cloaca his way. That tight-looking vent glistened in the sunlight, slick and puffy enough to push open the surrounding scales, also somewhat reddened with arousal. Had he really affected her this much? Was she horny because of him, or because of the situation? Was there even a difference? “If you’re going to [i]knot [/i]my ass,” she continued, “you should be the one to prepare me, yes? Ever seen a cloaca before?”\n\nHe shook his head, eyes fixated on her exotic treasure. “No. But it’s beautiful. You’re beautiful.”\n\n“Aww, you flatterer, you!” She beamed at him, and he smiled back. “Just aim for the base of my slit, closest to my tail. You can eat out my pussy if you want, but try to focus on my pucker. If you ever hope to slip in there, you need to slicken me up first. ” She swished her sex in front of his face, tail tip up, the powerful musk of a horny dragonair’s vent overwhelming his senses. He couldn’t tell which of her holes he smelled more, the aroma from the seemingly singular hole mixing into one naughty blend. “Do dig in. I promise I’m clean.”\n\nPermission given, Felix stood up on his haunches and reached for her slit with forepaws on the top and bottom, and easily spread it open for his viewing pleasure. Her vagina squelched as the folds parted, revealing a deep pink that stubbornly narrowed into a tight, clenched pink only inches deep. But away from those tight depths, just above, was another, even tighter hole. It twitched before his eyes, seeming to wink at him, releasing a plethora of scent information about his serpentine partner. \n\nThis was the kinky hole he came for, so after indulging in her aroma for a few more seconds, he opened his mouth and slurped the center of her spread slit, dragged his tongue across the entirety of her pussy, and nibbled the edges where two cute clits peaked out at him, before moving on to tongue around the rim of that surprisingly squishy pucker. He smacked his lips after sampling the unique flavor. She tasted even better than she smelled.\n\n“Mhm, you must really like my ass, don’t you?” she asked breathily, her voice coming from above. “Do you like what it represents? That this hole will be the last place my prey touches before, mhm, parting with me?” He shivered at the strangely appealing thought, never ceasing his licks, even slurping one of her dual clits into his mouth for a moment. This got a positive reaction, the dragonair emitting a melodic note that echoed throughout the clearing. “Oooh, you’re better at this than I thought you’d be!”\n\nThe complement made pride swell in his chest. Her clits poked out of her sideways slit like two tiny cocks, throbbing gently, but as much as he wanted to continue licking them, her pucker was more than slick enough, and he still wanted to feel the vulpix squirm before she, well, [i]stopped[/i]. This was a once-in-a-lifetime chance; he would not sully it by getting too into the oral and miss the final moments of prey his size. \n\nWith some regret, he pulled away, but not after giving her clenched anus a final, chaste kiss. “You’re delicious, Lily,” he said, not missing the irony. “It’s kinda hot you have two clits. And, uh, do you think you could talk more about how your prey will end up before I mount you? That was really sexy.”\n\nShe laughed. “I knew you were special, but this?” She leaned down and nuzzled him with her massive head, tongue flicking out to lick his cheek. He tried to kiss her back, but she had already retreated to loom over him again. “You know what? I was going to eat you,” his heart skipped a beat, “but how can I do that now? You’re just so precious! What else are you into? Go on, don’t be shy. You can tell me while you’re fucking my ass.”\n\nShe moved her tail flat to the ground, slit-up, the tip of her tail facing him. Felix accepted the obvious presentation and eagerly, albeit clumsily, climbed onto her. As he lined himself up to the base of her cloaca, he said, “I’m into a lot of things. Can you move your belly closer so I can touch her?” \n\n“Oh? Sure thing.” Lily shifted her body so that her belly was directly in front of him, crisscrossing herself perpendicular to her sex. A lump squirmed under the firm scales. “That should let you fondle my churning gut as you fuck me, you kinky fox.”\n\n“Thanks!” He didn’t waste any time reaching a paw forward and pressing it against her warm scales. There was nothing for a moment, but then the lump moved under his paw. He gasped, “I can feel her! She’s still alive! This is incredible!”\n\n“Admittedly? It doesn’t do much for me. I enjoy teasing my prey sometimes, but it’s more of a power thing, nothing sexual.” She frowned and made a beautiful humming noise. “I’m more intrigued by your reaction to [i]her[/i]. What about this is hot for you? I, mhm, really want to know. Your enthusiasm is really turning me on.”\n\nThat stumped him. He knew it was sexy, but he couldn’t quite place his paw on why. As he thought about his answer, Felix gently shifted his hips, rubbing his aching length against the incredible warmth of her vent. It squished wetly against him, her softest parts threatening to part around his tip. Feeling just how ready she was convinced him to stop teasing them both and put it in. So he aimed lower, across the posterior of her slit, and then beyond, shuddering from the gradual slide from the softest of flesh to a puckered, tense hole.\n\nHe held himself there for a moment, basking in the absurdity of the moment. He was about to plunge inside a dragonair’s ass. And through that very orifice, deep within, was the vulpix. A direct connection from her stomach to his cock. \n\nJust like that, he knew exactly why he was into this. \n\n“I love knowing that she’s about to become a part of you,” he explained, looking up into Lily’s eyes. His penis throbbed at her entrance, her stiff clits brushing the sides of his length. He craved to push forward, to claim the dangerous predator. But he wanted her to hear this first. “I love that all her struggles mean nothing. Her hopes, dreams, and emotions, none of it matters. But for right now, she exists. She wants to get out of this.” He caressed Lilys’ belly, rubbing it in gentle circles. This earned him more movement from the vulpix inside her gut, the lump thrashing against his paw. He was so incredibly hard right now. “But she won’t. Her only escape will be this wonderful exit of yours. And when I knot you, squeezing cum deep inside, a part of me hopes some of it might reach her.”\n\nThere was a moment of silence before Lily burst into laughter, deflating his confidence in one fell swoop. “Oh, my Arceus, you’re a riot!” she gasped out, giggling so hard he could feel her anus clenching against his tapered tip. “I’ve never heard anyone this deranged! Do you do this with your own prey? Swallow them whole, get off to the thought of their hopes and dreams or whatever being nothing? Because wow, I might play with my food, but not THAT much.”\n\n“H-hey,” he protested weakly, “It’s not funny!”\n\n“You’re right.” She leaned in until her muzzle bopped his. Her pungent breath washed over his nose. It had him feeling dizzy with lust. “It’s not [i]that[/i] funny. I’m messed up, I can’t deny this, but while I don’t [i]care[/i] about my prey, you seem to care quite a bit for all the strangest of reasons. It’s… fascinating, and honestly, it’s riling me up. You’ve been pressing into my backside for a while, rubbing against my ass and tickling my clits. So hurry up and have your way with me before I grow bored and decide I do have room for two after all. Unless you’re into being eaten?” She opened her mouth with a grin, showing off a glimpse of the depths within. “I can indulge that wish, if you’d like.”\n\nA burst of primal fear rushed through his body. “Nope! I’m good,” he squeaked. They were cool, right? She wouldn’t eat him. “I’ll put it in, jet me just— oooh, there we go.”\n\nThere was very little resistance. Her pucker wasn’t loose, exactly, but it wasn’t nearly tight enough to resist a steady plunge. [i]I’m in her ass. Oh my Arceus, I’m in a dragonair’s ass! Fuuuck, this feels amazing. [/i]The clenching heat grew exponentially as he slid the rest of the way inside, until his balls slapped into her squishy entrance, two throbbing clits tickling his sheath. \n\nShe was much tighter around his growing knot than anywhere else. The clenching heat felt fantastic. Too fantastic, he realized, as the pleasure bloomed in seconds what usually took, well, tens of seconds, creating a sense of urgency he didn't even have to work for. Which was probably a bad thing, because if he came before he got her off, how would she react? \n\nShe gave him a confused look, then her eyes widened. “Are you— are you growing? Seriously? Already? Tell me you’re not actually about to knot me after two seconds.”\n\n“S-sorry!” he said through clenched teeth, trying and failing to hold back the building pressure. But her ass wouldn’t stop clenching in exactly the right way, the textured heat rolling over his length indescribable. “I can’t stop thinking about where my cock is! Your asshole is just so— and I just— oh, Arceus, I can’t hold it!”\n\n“If you knot me before I have the chance to cum,” she began with a dangerous gleam to her eyes, “I’ll make room for two.”\n\n“Fuck!” he gasped as the threat triggered his orgasm. He squirted into her ass, his body on autopilot as it pumped his watery load deep within a dangerous predator who was very likely moments away from deciding to swallow him after all. He couldn’t stop, even now where his life depended on it. “I’m sorry, I'm sorry, I’m sorry! I tried to hold it in but you feel just so— fuck! You’re not really going to e-eat me, are you?” He squeezed his eyes shut; trying to come up with a good apology while in the midst of an orgasm wasn’t easy. “I’ll do anything to make up for—hnnn—this! Whatever you want!”\n\n“Mhm, tempting.” Hope swelled in his chest, before being snuffed out when she shook her head. “But not tempting enough. I’d say I was sorry, but really, I’m not.”\n\n“W-wait, we can talk about this!” he babbled, unable to believe how quickly the situation spiraled out of his control. “Please!”\n\n“No, we really can’t. Admittedly, your knot feels good, it’s pressing on my clits even in my ass. But it’s not enough to make me cum. Enjoy the final tie of your life, [i]fennekin[/i], because when it’s over,” she smacked her muzzle, “you’re all mine.”\n\n[i]This isn’t happening, this isn’t happening, this cannot be happening! [/i]But it was happening, and no amount of telling himself otherwise would change it. He knew the risks, and deep down he knew, he [i]knew[/i], that this was the end. He’d be lying if he said being swallowed wasn’t a fantasy of his. It wasn’t one he wanted to happen, but it was one he’d imagined during countless masturbatory sessions. All he had to do was enjoy it, simply [i]enjoy[/i] what was to come, and he’d experience this one last fantasy in its fullest. \n\nExcept he couldn’t. He couldn’t shut off the will to live, couldn’t halt his racing heart, nor his panicked breaths. Maybe if she promised to spit him back up after, but he knew that wasn’t an option. He could see the cruelty in her eyes. Feel the delight in her clenching. Hear the finality in her voice as she purred her ultimatum. The only way this would end was exactly where that vulpix was.\n\n“N-no! No, no, no, no, no! I don’t want to die! Don’t, please!” His pleading sounded weak even to his ears. But what else could he do? He was tied to a predator's ass, her head hovering above him as she licked her chops, drooling down onto his fur. She could swoop in and swallow him at any moment. And there was nothing he could do about it. \n\nDespite everything, the experience of being tied to a dragonair was indescribable. Her ass squeezed on his knot, harder than he thought anything could, coaxing squirt after squirt of fertile seed into the one hole where it would be wasted. She may not have had a spade designed to lock them together, but her sphincter gripped him just as well. \n\nLily didn’t even bother responding. Instead, she gave him a sweet smile and opened wide, parting her lips and sticking out her tongue to unveil a sight that he’d remember until the moment he died. Her mouth looked so… squishy. A stark contrast to the terrifying teeth made for slicing on every side. Strands of saliva dribbled down from the pink roof of her mouth, settling into a glistening pool that traveled down her tongue. She kept her mouth open, smugly letting the drool dribble out and down her chin. Felix could watch, helpless as a large globule of warm dragonair spit landed on his face.\n\nBecause to her, he was literally mouth-watering.\n\nLily’s purple eyes twinkled as she showed off, as she marked him with her spit. It was so hot that he could almost pretend this was meant for his pleasure. Meant for him to enjoy. Her gaped throat called to him, a tunnel of increasingly darker reds leading to a darkness so black he couldn’t help but think of it as endless. Because for him, it was endless. A fleshy abyss with no escape. \n\nHis heart pounded so hard he could almost swear it was trying to escape too. “P-please… don’t do this… I-I-I love you, I’ll stay with you f-forever...”\n\n“Yes,” she agreed. “You will.”\n\nShe leaned down to him, so close he could feel her hot, humid breath on his face. Her serpentine tongue flicked out of her mouth, and she used that flexible muscle to taste him, moaning as she lathered him in sticky drool. Tingles spread outwards wherever her prehensile muscle went, his fur standing on end and his cock squirting particularly hard within its tight prison. It felt really good, getting licked. Relaxing. He could almost ignore the looming threat, almost pretend that this was just a kiss. That she was showing him affection. That Lily loved him too. \n\nHe squeezed his eyes shut as she coated him in saliva from head to tail. She moved down his body, not an inch left untasted, slurping and moaning and acting as though he was the most succulent of treats. Enjoying his flavor while he was trapped, terrified and aroused, unable to move as her body continued to squeeze his knot with an iron grip. \n\nThe dragonair’s migration eventually led her under his tail. He was confused at first, even though his ever-present dread, as to why she would taste him there. He quickly got his answer as Lily dragged her tongue across his twitching pucker, causing him to gasp at the unfamiliar sensation. No one had ever licked him there before. That soft, warm tongue licked and slurped, Lily using her forked serpentine gift in ways that tingled so right. \n\nShe didn’t linger, and she moved away from his ass to continue her tactile exploration of his backside. Next up on her list were his balls, the dragonair wrapping her tongue around them and giving them a soft squeeze. She kept her jaws parted as she teased him, slurped him, did things to him no girl ever had—not that he’d been with many—never letting him escape his fate, showing him exactly where this journey ended. Drawing it out like this was her way of telling him who was in control. \n\nLily shifted her attention to his cock base, wrapping her tongue around the thin part of his shaft that connected them, squeezing that little twitching rod of flesh that was doing its best to pump seed deep into her ass. It felt good—great, even—but then she started to wriggle her tongue into herself, digging her way between the puffy cleft of her cloaca, her clits visibly twitching as they jutted out on either side. Did that mean she was enjoying this? What would it feel like for her to cum? After a few moments of effort, and some grunting, she managed to get all of her tongue into her own ass, but not only that, she also had it wrapped around his knot, squeezing tight. This earned an involuntary gasp from him as she pleasured him in this entirely unforeseen way. \n\nIt wasn’t until she began yanking on his sensitive knot that he realized she was trying to fish him out.\n\n“W-wait, stop, please let it naturally—”\n\nA loud, sloppy [i]plop,[/i] followed by a heavy squirt of fluids, showed how much she cared about his opinion. His swollen penis twitched and throbbed its protest at being so forcefully removed from its warm, snug home, sending watery spurts streaking across Lily’s cloaca. This was what she was working toward, he realized with sudden clarity. Because of course, she couldn’t swallow him immediately, not when they were tied.\n\nNothing could impede her meal now.\n\n[i]W[/i][i]ould it really be so bad to become a part of this magnificent predator?[/i] whispered a stray thought. Becoming food scared him; terrified him to his core. But there was no way out of this. There was no escape. His fate was sealed. So why was he so scared? Why not embrace the inevitable? A sort of peace washed over him at that thought. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad after all?\n\nLily closed her mouth, but only so she could smile at him. “I’ve changed my mind,” she said with a trill to her tone. His heart swelled with hope, only to be crushed with her next words. “From now on, I think I’m going to play with [i]all[/i] my prey. You’ve shown me how much fun it is! Goodbye, sweetie.”\n\nThe peace he had felt only moments ago evaporated into steam. This wasn’t happening. He couldn’t die. He just couldn’t. He needed to escape. Had to flee. Get anywhere but here. But he couldn’t move a muscle. Couldn’t do anything except watch as her jaws parted once again, unveiling that sexy, terrifying maw filled with teeth, and a throat that welcomed him with concentric rings of ever-darker reds. \n\nHe squeezed his eyes as though it would block her out, but that didn’t stop those powerful jaws from closing around his head. It didn’t stop him from being drawn into her, further into her slick, hot maw, nor did it prevent her from gently chewing, her teeth like sharp little rocks against his hide. Not quite breaking the skin, but the clear motions made it impossible to ignore the possibility that, at any moment, she could bite down and sever him in half. She didn’t, though. She seemed content in his inability to fight back, Felix soon enveloped up to the torso in the squishy heat of her maw.\n\nShe was swallowing him whole. \n\nHe finally began to struggle when the reality of the situation kicked in. Survival instincts ramped up, he kicked his hind legs with just as much futility as the vulpix before him. Lily's pleasured moans reverberated in his soul, her sounds of delight muffled by the soft, warm flesh rubbing against his ears with loud, terrible squelching. She’d taken him up to the torso now, and he could teel his head was beginning to enter her throat now, only his tail and hind legs visible from the outside. It was with some sense of irony his position was identical to the vulpix he had raped, only instead of a juicy spade presented to the forest, it was his balls, sheath, and tailhole that everyone saw. Anyone could have come up and claimed him, anyone could have taken his softened cock into their mouth and sucked, and anyone could have raped his tailhole, violating him with as little care for his own pleasure as he had to that tight vulpix. \n\nIf someone was watching, if any pokemon heard his cries of terror, or was turned on by these events, it didn’t matter, because Lily didn’t give them the chance. She threw her head toward the sky, disorienting him within the fleshy cave, letting his backside feel the sun for the final time before gravity took him down into her mouth. He scrambled his hind paws for purchase on her scales as he slid down the slippery slide of her throat, but it was futile, and as he felt the rest of him fall into Lily’ mouth, he knew it was over. She savored him, swishing him between her cheeks with her large, thick tongue, playing with him for the last time. It almost felt nice. Like a final massage.\n\nWith a giggle he felt more than heard, Lily decided she was done playing. She finally swallowed, the terrible noise echoing in his bones as a colossal [i][b]glug[/b][/i], the force of her tongue pushing him back like he’d been body-slammed by a goodra, drawing him down her slippery throat along with a lubricating gush of saliva. He barely had the chance to gasp as he was squeezed into her hopelessly snug, terribly hot esophagus, the humid flesh and powerful muscles of that tight tube constricting his movements to weak twitching as he was guided down, down, down toward the dragonair’s gurgling belly. \n\nHe whimpered as he started on the journey to his final resting place. Her warm insides smothered him every step of the way, constricted his every movement, each wave of contractions making it feel like he would be crushed at any moment. Despite the pressure, despite the burn in his lungs, he could still breathe, even as his chest felt like a rhyhorn was standing on it. Lily hadn’t been lying about swallowing air for her prey. It left him feeling woozy and sick to his stomach, the stale air filling his lungs with every small breath. But it was enough to keep from passing out. He almost wished he could let go and be done with this. As scared as he was, as horrible and impossible as death seemed, it would have been a mercy compared to the horrors his brain cooked up of what her stomach would be like.\n\nAnd yet, he remained hard, ejaculating into her throat as soft, rolling flesh slid across his sensitive cock, knot fully engorged and still throbbing. It made his journey more pleasant than it should have been. More pleasant than he deserved. Without really deciding to, he humped into the feeling, feeling confused and aroused and scared as her throat squeezed and relaxed, guiding him down, down, down. \n\nHe knew when he had reached her gut. Even if the churning noises of digestion weren’t growing louder, it would have been obvious. The immense squeezing of her esophagus increased into an unstoppable pushing force, shoving him back-end-first into a tight orifice. His cock throbbed against her stomach’s sphincter, tip poking through to be squeezed by what felt very much like her ass had. He whimpered at the stimulation; it was almost like he had knotted her guts. But his head and chest were pushed along by wave after wave of powerful contractions, putting pressure on his rump until a leg popped through along with his cock. The next hind leg and his tail followed soon after. Then, as her throat clenched him so hard he saw stars, his entire body entered her stomach, along with a loud squelch of finality. \n\nHe had the morbid visualization of a mother birthing her kit the wrong way. \n\nAs if realizing he was finally in its embrace, Lily’s stomach contracted around him. Soft, wrinkled flesh slid across his tail, face, groin, everywhere. He was terrified of where he was, of what was hugging him, but he couldn’t deny it felt amazing. The wrinkly, squishy heat sliding along his length would have been enough to extend his orgasm for perhaps the rest of his life, however much longer he had. \n\nFelix hesitantly began humping the dragonair’s ravenous gut, sliding his cock across and between those slippery fold, trying to embrace the pleasure to avoid unfortunate realities, but his efforts were interrupted when something hard and fuzzy pressed into his side, reminding him he wasn’t the only occupant in the dragonair’s guts. He reached forward with a paw, only for the vulpix to flinch back at his touch, as though surprised by the action. He figured that made sense. He couldn’t hear much on the outside, so she likely didn’t realize until now that he was here with her, the noises of Lily’s insides drowning it all out, roaring like a beast as it tried to digest them. It didn’t hurt too much. Not yet, at least.\n\nHe tried to say something, anything, but all that came out of his mouth was a pained cough, lost to the noises of their prison.\n\nAs the seconds ticked by without any major reaction, he grew increasingly confused. He had expected the vulpix he violated to shy away from him. To kick him, scratch him, maybe even bite him. Instead, she eventually shifted to face him, fighting the constricting flesh to bring her belly flush against his, replacing the warm, squishy feeling of a dragonair’s stomach against his cock with her soft fur. Once their legs were intermingled, she buried her muzzle into his chest, and broke into shudders. \n\nWith a twist of his heart, he realized she was sobbing. \n\n“I— I don’t want… don’t want… to…” Her words developed into a cough, already a weak rasp, the vulpix obviously not breathing well in the tight confines of Lily’s gut. Her tiny chest fluttered against his. The stale air was already starting to burn his lungs, and he had only just been swallowed. He couldn’t imagine how she felt. \n\nOutside, Lily moved, and the stomach's walls tightened in turn, his sense of up and down further scrambled as he was shoved in random directions. He didn’t know where the dragonair was going, but eventually the motion ceased, and he experienced a satisfied groan that shook him to his bones. The vulpix’s sobs restarted once the dragonair’s muscles relaxed. His chest growing even tighter, Felix pressed his snout against hers and gave her a comforting lick. \n\nHe expected she might flinch away, but she actually leaned into the show of affection, and hugged him even tighter. “Please,” she whimpered, “don’t… don’t leave me.”\n\n“I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.” He had no idea what else to say. What could be said? He had forced himself on her, got off to her imminent demise. And now here he was, whispering sweet lies to her. Gave her little licks which meant nothing. Did she even realize what he had done? That instead of helping her, he was the same pokemon who sunk deep inside her and humped without mercy during her most vulnerable moment?\n\nEven now, his cock was sandwiched between their bellies, spurting cum all over her stomach. Sullying her fur more than the predator’s gut already had. Did she notice? Did she even care? Without meaning to, without conscious thought, he ground against her, whimpering at his lack of self-control. Was he really going to make her final moments a repeat of what he had done before?\n\nTheir prison’s impenetrable walls again collapsed around them with alarming intentions, forcing squishy stomach flesh between him and the vulpix. It crept up his underside and matted his fur, and he shuddered as the slick heat tickled his sensitive penis. When the contractions subsided, and the hungry stomach’s deafening noises died down, he was left almost wanting more. Nothing hurt, not yet at least. All the movements did was massage and moisten. It honestly felt fantastic. \n\nHe understood these were precursors of the horrors of what was to come, that eventually, Lily’s gut would start producing acid in volume, instead of this harmless mucus that coated every surface, including the vulpix. By then they’d already be dead. \n\nHis fellow meal didn’t relent in her hug, as though afraid if she let go he’d vanish. He couldn’t blame her: he squeezed back just as tightly, equally as content to share his final moments with another as she was. Because at least he wasn’t alone. At least they had each other. How messed up was that?\n\n“You can… put it in again.”\n\nHer admission took his already strained breath away. Again. She was letting him put it in [i]again[/i]. She knew what he had done, and she still wanted to share her final moments mating with him? Was she that scared? That terrified of the pain she might feel?\n\n“I just… want to feel loved… in the end… p-please.”\n\nHer pleading struck him. Now just the meaning, but the way she spoke. She was so quiet. Her voice was so faint, her body trembling like a leaf. She was just as scared as him. They were in this together now, no matter what he’d done to her, she didn’t care. Anyone was better than no one. Even him.\n\nTrembling himself now, Felix squeezed his mystery lover tight and shifted his hips until his aching cock found her supple spade. Her vulva jumped at the contact, the squishy mound tensing along his length and sending glorious tingles through him as he squirted all over her sex. She let out a small whimper, but before he could think she was having second thoughts, she thrust forward, penetrating herself with his tip, making him groan as he experienced her tight body for the second time. He took the opportunity to meet her thrust, shoving the rest of himself in and bumping her turgid folds with his knot, his glands too swollen to pop in. That was okay. She was warm enough, soft enough, tight enough to enjoy without going all the way. \n\nHis lungs didn’t just burn; they were on fire, each moment worse than the last. But he kept rocking his hips, following the pleasure, capturing every mota of sensation he could before the inevitable. It was all he could do to deny his fate.\n\nShe seemed to appreciate his efforts, and to his surprise, she even leaned in and licked his nose. A kiss. Her tongue lingered against him for a moment, before she pulled away to say, “I’m… Claire.”\n\n“Felix.” \n\nAs he kept humping, she kept getting looser, until he was able to press firmly against her sex and slip his knot inside. Claire’s insides clamped down immediately, trapping them together in glorious tie. The sudden tightness pushed him over the edge, his weakened orgasm starting up all over again, the rush of ejaculation making his head grow dizzy. Or perhaps that was the lack of air?\n\nClaire whimpered into his muzzle and started aggressively licking his snout as her pussy squeezed and relaxed around his knot, the vulpix telling him without words she had joined him in orgasm. It felt incredible, better than any sex he’d ever had. It didn’t stop, either. Her orgasm kept going, milking him even as his fur began tingling. He pretended it was nothing. That the stomach wasn’t beginning to fill with acid. That he wasn’t about to be digested.\n\nHonestly, he figured he’d run out of air long before that.\n \nClaire seemed to feel the same way as she broke the kiss and whimpered, “I-I’m scared… you feel… amazing… I don’t… I don’t want it to stop.” \n\nHe returned her licks, pressed his muzzle against hers, breathed in what little of her scent he could. It was almost as though he were truly his mate. As though he loved her. As though she weren't the only comfort he had in the end, the only pokemon he could squeeze, hug, and fuck. She was his lifeline. Her presence meant it would all be okay, even though he knew, deep down, nothing was okay. \n\nHe choked down a sob that turned into a painful cough. \n\nThe beginning of the end began suddenly. Everything simply lessened. The noises of Lily’s digestive system, the heartbeat pounding in his ears, his own rapid breaths as he tried and failed to get more air. Quiet, less present. Not even his own thoughts made sense anymore. Soon all that mattered was the pleasure. The wet, squeezing heat of another’s body trying its best to milk him. \n\nClaire’s body failed first. He was barely aware enough to notice the sudden weakening of her contractions, then the loss of enthusiasm in her kiss. She continued to lick him for as long as she could, desperate for his touch, to remind her that he was there, that he was real. That she wasn’t alone. But soon her tongue simply… stopped. He wasn’t far behind, and he knew it. Fear swelled within him, worse than anything before. Worse even than when he had been swallowed. What would it be like? Would he still exist? Would it hurt?\n\n[i]I don’t… I don’t want… to… go…[/i]\n\nHe tried to move his legs to squeeze Claire, to hug only pokemon he had left in this world, but all he managed was to bump his muzzle against hers. A wet nose, wetter cheeks, a motionless tongue. Weakly, he extended his own tongue, trying to get her to react, desperate not to be alone. She didn’t return the kiss. Her body was still. Her sex enveloped him, warm and snug around his knot, but her muscles went slack, her grip loosening as her vagina caught up to the reality of the situation: she wasn’t here.\n\n[i]Please… don’t… leave me…[/i]\n\nClaire was gone. \n\n[i]I… I’m… Claire, I’m…[/i]\n\nHe was going to die alone.\n\n[i]I'm... sorry…[/i]\n\nAnd it was all his fault.\n\n\n\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "As a fennekin, Felix had no delusions about his place in the world. He knew it was all but suicidal to approach anything larger than himself, that if they got their jaws around him, he was done for. He knew, most definitely, not to approach a dragonair at the best of times, let alone one that was currently squeezing the life out of a struggling vulpix. So why, most would ask, was he peeking his head out from the dubious safety of a nearby bush to watch the powerful serpentine beast strangle her meal?

The reason was simple: it excited him.

Felix dug his claws into the dirt and bit his tongue hard to strangle a whimper. The effort to remain quiet when presented with such a delightful sight became increasingly difficult as the show went on. How could he restrain himself when she was so stunning? When she was so perfect? Coiled around her catch like the snake she wasn’t, powerful cords of muscle rippling under gleaming blue scales, squeezing her vulpix prey so tightly and so expertly he was surprised the doomed pokemon could make any noises at all. But the dragonair’s prey did make noise, feminine sounds, little gasps and whimpers of what he liked to imagine was delight, even if he knew it to be anything but.

“Lucky vulpix,” he whispered, peeking further out of the bush in an effort to get a better look, just in time to witness the dragonair uncoiling herself from her catch to look down on her from above, staring deep into the vulpix’s terrified brown eyes with her own majestic purple ones. The vulpix, too weak to struggle, went limp in her grip, and all she could do was watch as the dragonair’s jaws opened wide, revealing a sight that made his heart skip a beat. Her maw was stunning. Deep, squishy pinks, steadily transitioning to even darker reds, the beginnings of a slippery slide designed by nature to never be taken twice. Sticky strands of saliva connected her mouth from every angle, from her massive tongue to the very abyss of her throat, of which there was no return. The struggle returned to the vulpix at the beautiful sight, and a brief, pained cry escaped her, a cry that almost—almost—made Felix hesitate. A desperate plea for help. A plea he ignored because he knew the only way to get close to the dragonair was to assure her satisfaction.

Because if there was no room for him, then he could approach without fear.

A flicker of something like apology flashed before the dragonair’s eyes. But as fast as it came, it went, and so too did the vulpix. It happened more swiftly than he could blink. One heartbeat, the vulpix was frantic for escape. The next, all that he could see of the vulpix was her backside hanging out of a closed mouth, legs kicking and scrambling for purchase on the dragonair’s slippery chin. Her six tails remained hiked, revealing a plump vulva and a tight pucker, each relaxing in turn as a stream of fluids gushed from her folds, the vulpix soiling herself in abstract terror.

Felix couldn’t help himself, stepping forward without fear as he watched the vulpix take the last piss of her life. The scent wafted his way, the stream itself landing just shy of his hiding spot. A hiding spot the dragonair was now staring at.

No, she wasn’t staring at his hiding spot.

She was staring at him.

He should have felt afraid. He should have run. He should have done a lot of things, actually. But instead, he walked forward, one paw squishing into the grass at a time, feeling his heart pound in his chest with every step bringing him closer to the eating dragonair. This wasn’t part of the plan. This was a gamble beyond anything reasonable. She could spit her meal out and devour him instead if she so happened to consider him the tastier snack. And as much as he imagined it, as much as he craved to experience her in every way imaginable, he knew it would be terrible. That he didn’t want it. That the vulpix’s fate was horrible.

He mustered up all the dumb courage he had and said, “H-hi. Sorry to interrupt your meal, but before you swallow, can I try her? You know, while she’s still in your mouth? Then mate with you after?” He winced at how much he was asking of her. To soften the blow, he added, “You’re very pretty!”

The only sound was the voiding of the vulpix’s bladder, until even that slowed to a dribble, then stopped.

The dragonair stared at him in silence, an expression in her eyes that could only be described as ‘incredibly confused’. He squirmed a little under her scrutiny, trying very hard not to get lost in her gorgeous purple eyes.

A low rumble echoed throughout the clearing. It wasn’t until the dragonair lowered her head down so he could reach the weakly struggling vulpix that he realized she was laughing. Then she nodded, and he felt his heart stop.

“Wait, really? I can?” he asked, feeling numb at how easy that was. “For real?”

More of that rumbling laughter, and she nodded her head again, jostling the vulpix within her mouth.

Felix grinned so hard his cheeks hurt as he rushed the prone vulpix, nearly slipping on the squishy, piss-stained grass in his eagerness to claim some doomed pussy. The vixen made an audible moan of discontent with the idea—but really, she should be thanking him. This would be her last time to experience pleasure, after all!

But before he mounted the vulpix, he took a moment to appreciate her rear. And not just the sights, but the smells too. Her aroma riled him up unlike nothing else. A cute little vulpix with a plump cookie and a tight tailhole, emitting a scent that made him dizzy with desire. So why resist? She was here, wasn’t she? And he could do with her anything he wished.

Bouncing on his paws with childlike excitement, Felix shoved his muzzle into her spade with an audible wet squish, causing it to jump against his nose. Be it excitement or, more likely, shock, he couldn’t care less. He inhaled deeply, drinking in the intoxicating scent of a vixen just on the edge of fertility, her incredibly soft folds warming his cold, wet nose.

He moved upward, sniffing all the way, his sense of smell leading him right up against her tight pucker. It clenched hard as his nose touched it, and she even kicked out a hind leg, as if trying to force him away! But he kept up his sniffing, digging into her twitching butthole and imprinting her scent so deeply into his memory that he’d never forget her until the day he died.

Pulling away took some willpower. The instinct to indulge in her scent battled with his desire to bury himself in her sex, and the urge to mate prevaled. Propping himself up to mount the dragonair’s muzzle, and by proxy the vulpix’s haunches, more than ready from the sniffing session, he used his moderate experience to quickly line up with the vulpix’s squishy spade. His tip bent against her unyielding entrance. He attempted to push inside, only for his tip to bend further, slipping to the side. She was dry! Surprisingly so for someone who gushed a waterfall from their folds.

While she wasn’t quite ready to take him, she was still incredibly soft against his glands, and just as warm, making him moan with increasing desire as he humped against her tense vulpix cookie, holding on tight to the dragonair’s muzzle and staring deep into her eyes. Could he get her to help? Would she?

Didn’t hurt to ask.

“Hey,” he began as confidently as he could while straddling a large predator’s snout, “can you help her get ready? You know, lick her a little. She’s kinda dry. I want her to enjoy her final moments, you know?”

Mirth twinkled in the dragonair's large eyes as she hummed, as though thinking about it. Would she do it? Was she humoring him, or was she all-in on this act of degeneracy? Would she be as indulgent as him?

Her answer came in the form of a lengthy tongue snaking between the vulpix’s legs, even sliding against his cock! He gasped as the hot, slippery tongue encompassed the entirety of his maleness, her efforts to slicken up the vulpix’s vulva nearly driving him over the edge right then and there.

After a few seconds of slurping and fondling, the tongue retreated. Much too soon in his opinion, but it did its job, and with the vulpix properly lubed up, he managed to catch his tip on a familiar dip in her labia. With a wink to the dragonair—who winked back, nearly giving him a heart attack from excitement—he pushed forward and groaned as he was enveloped by clenching feminine heat. He buried himself balls deep in under a second. Her body attempted to resist him, clenching and squeezing tighter than a skitty, but it only made the experience all the better.

He clutched the snout of his partner in degeneracy to keep from falling over and took a moment to bask in the vulpix’s delightfully snug tunnel. Just letting the sensation wash over him. Knowing that this was the last time he, or anyone, would get the chance to experience her the way she was meant to be. It was almost a shame: these wonderful insides were to be churned and melted away, never again to feel the touch of another. An almost envious sense of longing filled him knowing her demise wouldn’t go to waste, that she would help sustain a superior pokemon in the days or weeks to come.

Once he was used to the squeezing tunnel, he pulled out, before shoving back in twice as hard, squeezing his eyes shut as her slick tunnel gripped him, the pleasure already threatening to overwhelm him.

He mated the doomed vulpix without regard for her own feelings, growing increasingly shaky as her trembling walls clung to him with every exit and slid away with each thrust. It was fantastic. One of the best fucks of his life. All while he stared into the dragonair’s eyes, his heart swelling with affection.

But his heart wasn’t the only thing swelling.

“G-gonna cum!” he gasped, burying himself to the sheath as his knot inflated, the pressure fit to burst any moment. But before he could properly knot, everything shifted, and a loud, dramatic gulp reverberated through his body, yanking him right out of the vulpix in one fell swoop. He held onto the dragonair’s muzzle for dear life as she swallowed, robbing him of a tight spade to tie with.

Before he could be too disappointed, she took his cock between her lips, capturing his sensitive bulb within her tight muzzle. She winked at him as she gulped, tugging on his cock and causing him to see stars. The slippery heat was too much. He held deathly still, trying to hold back the torrent. Extend the moment. To enjoy this once-in-a-lifetime experience of fucking the maw of a predator who could slide him down as easily as the vulpix. But the constant, glorious suction of her gulps as she swallowed her meal and the soft, gentle touch of her slippery tongue was impossible to resist. The pleasure bloomed into a chorus of delight as his vision swam. He curled his claws, arched his back, and spurted into her mouth without a sound, unable to even breathe as his pent-up balls unloaded themselves all over her slippery tongue.

The dragonair giggled with his cock twitching between her lips. Felix gasped with each and every watery spurt, feeling as though the pleasure was going to last a lifetime.

Mid-orgasm, he peeked past her head to watch the lump that once was a vulpix travel down her throat, the sight triggering some deep, instinctual fear. And an even deeper lust.

Suddenly, she opened her mouth, and with a surprised yelp he slid out of her muzzle, losing sight of the vulpix’s throat bulge in the process. He fell on his rump, dazed, cock twitching and sending thin arcs of watery cum into the air and streaking across the ground.

Looming above him was the dragonair. She grinned as he wasted his seed across the grass, obviously amused by what she no doubt saw as an inferior predator playing with the big leagues. The very idea that she was greater than him, that he was nothing, made his next squirt fly further than the last.

She finished her meal by raising her head and swallowing the struggling bulge with an audible gluck. Felix watched the bulge travel the rest of the way down her throat, his mouth going dry when it vanished into the thicker parts of her body. She smacked her lips, a slippery dragon tongue peeking out her mouth.

“Mhm, delicious,” she said, her voice oozing calmness and causing his heart to race all over again. “Thank you for seasoning my meal. The extra flavor is, mhm, appreciated. This is actually the first time anyone has asked to mate with one of my meals, did you know that? I didn’t think anyone was bold enough. It’s also my first time pleasuring someone so… bite-sized. More fun than I expected.”

Feeling brave from the casual way she spoke to him, and still overwhelmed by the endorphins rocking his brain, Felix stood on shaky legs, softening cock standing proud under his barrel, and declared confidently, “It’ll also be the first time someone so ‘bite-sized’ fucks your ass.”

She blinked at that, then laughed, a high melodic noise that nearly had him melting with desire. “I like you! You’re quite brazen for a fennekin. What’s your name, little snack? Mine’s Lily.”

“Felix,” he said, nearly fainting from how excited he was getting. “Nice to m-meet you, Lily. So… you’re full, right? You know, from her?” He pointed a paw at Lily’s belly. A small lump could be seen moving occasionally. She must be terrified, knowing this was the end. That nothing she would do would save her. Or, perhaps, she was getting off one last time, rubbing her paw into the sloppy mess her spade became after that creampie he pumped into her. He swallowed hard. “I— wow, she’s still alive, huh?”

“She’s still squirming,” Lily confirmed, shifting her weight to better show off her underbelly. She then looked at him curiously. “Are you into that? Knowing she’s still fighting back? That she can still breathe?” Felix nodded so fast his vision blurred. She laughed. “Kinky! Just for you, here’s a little secret: I swallow air before every meal so they last longer. The entire time we’re mating, she’ll be conscious, aware of every. Little. Movement.”

His length flexed hard. His orgasm may have finished, but that didn’t mean he had gone soft. How could he with how sexy her words were? With how terribly wonderful the vulpix’s fate was?

He coudn’t take his eyes away from that squirming lump. “Can I touch her?”

“Also a first!” she said, giggling with a bright smile. “If you’d like to. But only if you do something for me too.” Before he could wonder what she meant, Lily waved the base of her tail, flashing the dip in her lower underbelly that was her cloaca his way. That tight-looking vent glistened in the sunlight, slick and puffy enough to push open the surrounding scales, also somewhat reddened with arousal. Had he really affected her this much? Was she horny because of him, or because of the situation? Was there even a difference? “If you’re going to knot my ass,” she continued, “you should be the one to prepare me, yes? Ever seen a cloaca before?”

He shook his head, eyes fixated on her exotic treasure. “No. But it’s beautiful. You’re beautiful.”

“Aww, you flatterer, you!” She beamed at him, and he smiled back. “Just aim for the base of my slit, closest to my tail. You can eat out my pussy if you want, but try to focus on my pucker. If you ever hope to slip in there, you need to slicken me up first. ” She swished her sex in front of his face, tail tip up, the powerful musk of a horny dragonair’s vent overwhelming his senses. He couldn’t tell which of her holes he smelled more, the aroma from the seemingly singular hole mixing into one naughty blend. “Do dig in. I promise I’m clean.”

Permission given, Felix stood up on his haunches and reached for her slit with forepaws on the top and bottom, and easily spread it open for his viewing pleasure. Her vagina squelched as the folds parted, revealing a deep pink that stubbornly narrowed into a tight, clenched pink only inches deep. But away from those tight depths, just above, was another, even tighter hole. It twitched before his eyes, seeming to wink at him, releasing a plethora of scent information about his serpentine partner.

This was the kinky hole he came for, so after indulging in her aroma for a few more seconds, he opened his mouth and slurped the center of her spread slit, dragged his tongue across the entirety of her pussy, and nibbled the edges where two cute clits peaked out at him, before moving on to tongue around the rim of that surprisingly squishy pucker. He smacked his lips after sampling the unique flavor. She tasted even better than she smelled.

“Mhm, you must really like my ass, don’t you?” she asked breathily, her voice coming from above. “Do you like what it represents? That this hole will be the last place my prey touches before, mhm, parting with me?” He shivered at the strangely appealing thought, never ceasing his licks, even slurping one of her dual clits into his mouth for a moment. This got a positive reaction, the dragonair emitting a melodic note that echoed throughout the clearing. “Oooh, you’re better at this than I thought you’d be!”

The complement made pride swell in his chest. Her clits poked out of her sideways slit like two tiny cocks, throbbing gently, but as much as he wanted to continue licking them, her pucker was more than slick enough, and he still wanted to feel the vulpix squirm before she, well, stopped. This was a once-in-a-lifetime chance; he would not sully it by getting too into the oral and miss the final moments of prey his size.

With some regret, he pulled away, but not after giving her clenched anus a final, chaste kiss. “You’re delicious, Lily,” he said, not missing the irony. “It’s kinda hot you have two clits. And, uh, do you think you could talk more about how your prey will end up before I mount you? That was really sexy.”

She laughed. “I knew you were special, but this?” She leaned down and nuzzled him with her massive head, tongue flicking out to lick his cheek. He tried to kiss her back, but she had already retreated to loom over him again. “You know what? I was going to eat you,” his heart skipped a beat, “but how can I do that now? You’re just so precious! What else are you into? Go on, don’t be shy. You can tell me while you’re fucking my ass.”

She moved her tail flat to the ground, slit-up, the tip of her tail facing him. Felix accepted the obvious presentation and eagerly, albeit clumsily, climbed onto her. As he lined himself up to the base of her cloaca, he said, “I’m into a lot of things. Can you move your belly closer so I can touch her?”

“Oh? Sure thing.” Lily shifted her body so that her belly was directly in front of him, crisscrossing herself perpendicular to her sex. A lump squirmed under the firm scales. “That should let you fondle my churning gut as you fuck me, you kinky fox.”

“Thanks!” He didn’t waste any time reaching a paw forward and pressing it against her warm scales. There was nothing for a moment, but then the lump moved under his paw. He gasped, “I can feel her! She’s still alive! This is incredible!”

“Admittedly? It doesn’t do much for me. I enjoy teasing my prey sometimes, but it’s more of a power thing, nothing sexual.” She frowned and made a beautiful humming noise. “I’m more intrigued by your reaction to her. What about this is hot for you? I, mhm, really want to know. Your enthusiasm is really turning me on.”

That stumped him. He knew it was sexy, but he couldn’t quite place his paw on why. As he thought about his answer, Felix gently shifted his hips, rubbing his aching length against the incredible warmth of her vent. It squished wetly against him, her softest parts threatening to part around his tip. Feeling just how ready she was convinced him to stop teasing them both and put it in. So he aimed lower, across the posterior of her slit, and then beyond, shuddering from the gradual slide from the softest of flesh to a puckered, tense hole.

He held himself there for a moment, basking in the absurdity of the moment. He was about to plunge inside a dragonair’s ass. And through that very orifice, deep within, was the vulpix. A direct connection from her stomach to his cock.

Just like that, he knew exactly why he was into this.

“I love knowing that she’s about to become a part of you,” he explained, looking up into Lily’s eyes. His penis throbbed at her entrance, her stiff clits brushing the sides of his length. He craved to push forward, to claim the dangerous predator. But he wanted her to hear this first. “I love that all her struggles mean nothing. Her hopes, dreams, and emotions, none of it matters. But for right now, she exists. She wants to get out of this.” He caressed Lilys’ belly, rubbing it in gentle circles. This earned him more movement from the vulpix inside her gut, the lump thrashing against his paw. He was so incredibly hard right now. “But she won’t. Her only escape will be this wonderful exit of yours. And when I knot you, squeezing cum deep inside, a part of me hopes some of it might reach her.”

There was a moment of silence before Lily burst into laughter, deflating his confidence in one fell swoop. “Oh, my Arceus, you’re a riot!” she gasped out, giggling so hard he could feel her anus clenching against his tapered tip. “I’ve never heard anyone this deranged! Do you do this with your own prey? Swallow them whole, get off to the thought of their hopes and dreams or whatever being nothing? Because wow, I might play with my food, but not THAT much.”

“H-hey,” he protested weakly, “It’s not funny!”

“You’re right.” She leaned in until her muzzle bopped his. Her pungent breath washed over his nose. It had him feeling dizzy with lust. “It’s not that funny. I’m messed up, I can’t deny this, but while I don’t care about my prey, you seem to care quite a bit for all the strangest of reasons. It’s… fascinating, and honestly, it’s riling me up. You’ve been pressing into my backside for a while, rubbing against my ass and tickling my clits. So hurry up and have your way with me before I grow bored and decide I do have room for two after all. Unless you’re into being eaten?” She opened her mouth with a grin, showing off a glimpse of the depths within. “I can indulge that wish, if you’d like.”

A burst of primal fear rushed through his body. “Nope! I’m good,” he squeaked. They were cool, right? She wouldn’t eat him. “I’ll put it in, jet me just— oooh, there we go.”

There was very little resistance. Her pucker wasn’t loose, exactly, but it wasn’t nearly tight enough to resist a steady plunge. I’m in her ass. Oh my Arceus, I’m in a dragonair’s ass! Fuuuck, this feels amazing. The clenching heat grew exponentially as he slid the rest of the way inside, until his balls slapped into her squishy entrance, two throbbing clits tickling his sheath.

She was much tighter around his growing knot than anywhere else. The clenching heat felt fantastic. Too fantastic, he realized, as the pleasure bloomed in seconds what usually took, well, tens of seconds, creating a sense of urgency he didn't even have to work for. Which was probably a bad thing, because if he came before he got her off, how would she react?

She gave him a confused look, then her eyes widened. “Are you— are you growing? Seriously? Already? Tell me you’re not actually about to knot me after two seconds.”

“S-sorry!” he said through clenched teeth, trying and failing to hold back the building pressure. But her ass wouldn’t stop clenching in exactly the right way, the textured heat rolling over his length indescribable. “I can’t stop thinking about where my cock is! Your asshole is just so— and I just— oh, Arceus, I can’t hold it!”

“If you knot me before I have the chance to cum,” she began with a dangerous gleam to her eyes, “I’ll make room for two.”

“Fuck!” he gasped as the threat triggered his orgasm. He squirted into her ass, his body on autopilot as it pumped his watery load deep within a dangerous predator who was very likely moments away from deciding to swallow him after all. He couldn’t stop, even now where his life depended on it. “I’m sorry, I'm sorry, I’m sorry! I tried to hold it in but you feel just so— fuck! You’re not really going to e-eat me, are you?” He squeezed his eyes shut; trying to come up with a good apology while in the midst of an orgasm wasn’t easy. “I’ll do anything to make up for—hnnn—this! Whatever you want!”

“Mhm, tempting.” Hope swelled in his chest, before being snuffed out when she shook her head. “But not tempting enough. I’d say I was sorry, but really, I’m not.”

“W-wait, we can talk about this!” he babbled, unable to believe how quickly the situation spiraled out of his control. “Please!”

“No, we really can’t. Admittedly, your knot feels good, it’s pressing on my clits even in my ass. But it’s not enough to make me cum. Enjoy the final tie of your life, fennekin, because when it’s over,” she smacked her muzzle, “you’re all mine.”

This isn’t happening, this isn’t happening, this cannot be happening! But it was happening, and no amount of telling himself otherwise would change it. He knew the risks, and deep down he knew, he knew, that this was the end. He’d be lying if he said being swallowed wasn’t a fantasy of his. It wasn’t one he wanted to happen, but it was one he’d imagined during countless masturbatory sessions. All he had to do was enjoy it, simply enjoy what was to come, and he’d experience this one last fantasy in its fullest.

Except he couldn’t. He couldn’t shut off the will to live, couldn’t halt his racing heart, nor his panicked breaths. Maybe if she promised to spit him back up after, but he knew that wasn’t an option. He could see the cruelty in her eyes. Feel the delight in her clenching. Hear the finality in her voice as she purred her ultimatum. The only way this would end was exactly where that vulpix was.

“N-no! No, no, no, no, no! I don’t want to die! Don’t, please!” His pleading sounded weak even to his ears. But what else could he do? He was tied to a predator's ass, her head hovering above him as she licked her chops, drooling down onto his fur. She could swoop in and swallow him at any moment. And there was nothing he could do about it.

Despite everything, the experience of being tied to a dragonair was indescribable. Her ass squeezed on his knot, harder than he thought anything could, coaxing squirt after squirt of fertile seed into the one hole where it would be wasted. She may not have had a spade designed to lock them together, but her sphincter gripped him just as well.

Lily didn’t even bother responding. Instead, she gave him a sweet smile and opened wide, parting her lips and sticking out her tongue to unveil a sight that he’d remember until the moment he died. Her mouth looked so… squishy. A stark contrast to the terrifying teeth made for slicing on every side. Strands of saliva dribbled down from the pink roof of her mouth, settling into a glistening pool that traveled down her tongue. She kept her mouth open, smugly letting the drool dribble out and down her chin. Felix could watch, helpless as a large globule of warm dragonair spit landed on his face.

Because to her, he was literally mouth-watering.

Lily’s purple eyes twinkled as she showed off, as she marked him with her spit. It was so hot that he could almost pretend this was meant for his pleasure. Meant for him to enjoy. Her gaped throat called to him, a tunnel of increasingly darker reds leading to a darkness so black he couldn’t help but think of it as endless. Because for him, it was endless. A fleshy abyss with no escape.

His heart pounded so hard he could almost swear it was trying to escape too. “P-please… don’t do this… I-I-I love you, I’ll stay with you f-forever...”

“Yes,” she agreed. “You will.”

She leaned down to him, so close he could feel her hot, humid breath on his face. Her serpentine tongue flicked out of her mouth, and she used that flexible muscle to taste him, moaning as she lathered him in sticky drool. Tingles spread outwards wherever her prehensile muscle went, his fur standing on end and his cock squirting particularly hard within its tight prison. It felt really good, getting licked. Relaxing. He could almost ignore the looming threat, almost pretend that this was just a kiss. That she was showing him affection. That Lily loved him too.

He squeezed his eyes shut as she coated him in saliva from head to tail. She moved down his body, not an inch left untasted, slurping and moaning and acting as though he was the most succulent of treats. Enjoying his flavor while he was trapped, terrified and aroused, unable to move as her body continued to squeeze his knot with an iron grip.

The dragonair’s migration eventually led her under his tail. He was confused at first, even though his ever-present dread, as to why she would taste him there. He quickly got his answer as Lily dragged her tongue across his twitching pucker, causing him to gasp at the unfamiliar sensation. No one had ever licked him there before. That soft, warm tongue licked and slurped, Lily using her forked serpentine gift in ways that tingled so right.

She didn’t linger, and she moved away from his ass to continue her tactile exploration of his backside. Next up on her list were his balls, the dragonair wrapping her tongue around them and giving them a soft squeeze. She kept her jaws parted as she teased him, slurped him, did things to him no girl ever had—not that he’d been with many—never letting him escape his fate, showing him exactly where this journey ended. Drawing it out like this was her way of telling him who was in control.

Lily shifted her attention to his cock base, wrapping her tongue around the thin part of his shaft that connected them, squeezing that little twitching rod of flesh that was doing its best to pump seed deep into her ass. It felt good—great, even—but then she started to wriggle her tongue into herself, digging her way between the puffy cleft of her cloaca, her clits visibly twitching as they jutted out on either side. Did that mean she was enjoying this? What would it feel like for her to cum? After a few moments of effort, and some grunting, she managed to get all of her tongue into her own ass, but not only that, she also had it wrapped around his knot, squeezing tight. This earned an involuntary gasp from him as she pleasured him in this entirely unforeseen way.

It wasn’t until she began yanking on his sensitive knot that he realized she was trying to fish him out.

“W-wait, stop, please let it naturally—”

A loud, sloppy plop, followed by a heavy squirt of fluids, showed how much she cared about his opinion. His swollen penis twitched and throbbed its protest at being so forcefully removed from its warm, snug home, sending watery spurts streaking across Lily’s cloaca. This was what she was working toward, he realized with sudden clarity. Because of course, she couldn’t swallow him immediately, not when they were tied.

Nothing could impede her meal now.

Would it really be so bad to become a part of this magnificent predator? whispered a stray thought. Becoming food scared him; terrified him to his core. But there was no way out of this. There was no escape. His fate was sealed. So why was he so scared? Why not embrace the inevitable? A sort of peace washed over him at that thought. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad after all?

Lily closed her mouth, but only so she could smile at him. “I’ve changed my mind,” she said with a trill to her tone. His heart swelled with hope, only to be crushed with her next words. “From now on, I think I’m going to play with all my prey. You’ve shown me how much fun it is! Goodbye, sweetie.”

The peace he had felt only moments ago evaporated into steam. This wasn’t happening. He couldn’t die. He just couldn’t. He needed to escape. Had to flee. Get anywhere but here. But he couldn’t move a muscle. Couldn’t do anything except watch as her jaws parted once again, unveiling that sexy, terrifying maw filled with teeth, and a throat that welcomed him with concentric rings of ever-darker reds.

He squeezed his eyes as though it would block her out, but that didn’t stop those powerful jaws from closing around his head. It didn’t stop him from being drawn into her, further into her slick, hot maw, nor did it prevent her from gently chewing, her teeth like sharp little rocks against his hide. Not quite breaking the skin, but the clear motions made it impossible to ignore the possibility that, at any moment, she could bite down and sever him in half. She didn’t, though. She seemed content in his inability to fight back, Felix soon enveloped up to the torso in the squishy heat of her maw.

She was swallowing him whole.

He finally began to struggle when the reality of the situation kicked in. Survival instincts ramped up, he kicked his hind legs with just as much futility as the vulpix before him. Lily's pleasured moans reverberated in his soul, her sounds of delight muffled by the soft, warm flesh rubbing against his ears with loud, terrible squelching. She’d taken him up to the torso now, and he could teel his head was beginning to enter her throat now, only his tail and hind legs visible from the outside. It was with some sense of irony his position was identical to the vulpix he had raped, only instead of a juicy spade presented to the forest, it was his balls, sheath, and tailhole that everyone saw. Anyone could have come up and claimed him, anyone could have taken his softened cock into their mouth and sucked, and anyone could have raped his tailhole, violating him with as little care for his own pleasure as he had to that tight vulpix.

If someone was watching, if any pokemon heard his cries of terror, or was turned on by these events, it didn’t matter, because Lily didn’t give them the chance. She threw her head toward the sky, disorienting him within the fleshy cave, letting his backside feel the sun for the final time before gravity took him down into her mouth. He scrambled his hind paws for purchase on her scales as he slid down the slippery slide of her throat, but it was futile, and as he felt the rest of him fall into Lily’ mouth, he knew it was over. She savored him, swishing him between her cheeks with her large, thick tongue, playing with him for the last time. It almost felt nice. Like a final massage.

With a giggle he felt more than heard, Lily decided she was done playing. She finally swallowed, the terrible noise echoing in his bones as a colossal glug, the force of her tongue pushing him back like he’d been body-slammed by a goodra, drawing him down her slippery throat along with a lubricating gush of saliva. He barely had the chance to gasp as he was squeezed into her hopelessly snug, terribly hot esophagus, the humid flesh and powerful muscles of that tight tube constricting his movements to weak twitching as he was guided down, down, down toward the dragonair’s gurgling belly.

He whimpered as he started on the journey to his final resting place. Her warm insides smothered him every step of the way, constricted his every movement, each wave of contractions making it feel like he would be crushed at any moment. Despite the pressure, despite the burn in his lungs, he could still breathe, even as his chest felt like a rhyhorn was standing on it. Lily hadn’t been lying about swallowing air for her prey. It left him feeling woozy and sick to his stomach, the stale air filling his lungs with every small breath. But it was enough to keep from passing out. He almost wished he could let go and be done with this. As scared as he was, as horrible and impossible as death seemed, it would have been a mercy compared to the horrors his brain cooked up of what her stomach would be like.

And yet, he remained hard, ejaculating into her throat as soft, rolling flesh slid across his sensitive cock, knot fully engorged and still throbbing. It made his journey more pleasant than it should have been. More pleasant than he deserved. Without really deciding to, he humped into the feeling, feeling confused and aroused and scared as her throat squeezed and relaxed, guiding him down, down, down.

He knew when he had reached her gut. Even if the churning noises of digestion weren’t growing louder, it would have been obvious. The immense squeezing of her esophagus increased into an unstoppable pushing force, shoving him back-end-first into a tight orifice. His cock throbbed against her stomach’s sphincter, tip poking through to be squeezed by what felt very much like her ass had. He whimpered at the stimulation; it was almost like he had knotted her guts. But his head and chest were pushed along by wave after wave of powerful contractions, putting pressure on his rump until a leg popped through along with his cock. The next hind leg and his tail followed soon after. Then, as her throat clenched him so hard he saw stars, his entire body entered her stomach, along with a loud squelch of finality.

He had the morbid visualization of a mother birthing her kit the wrong way.

As if realizing he was finally in its embrace, Lily’s stomach contracted around him. Soft, wrinkled flesh slid across his tail, face, groin, everywhere. He was terrified of where he was, of what was hugging him, but he couldn’t deny it felt amazing. The wrinkly, squishy heat sliding along his length would have been enough to extend his orgasm for perhaps the rest of his life, however much longer he had.

Felix hesitantly began humping the dragonair’s ravenous gut, sliding his cock across and between those slippery fold, trying to embrace the pleasure to avoid unfortunate realities, but his efforts were interrupted when something hard and fuzzy pressed into his side, reminding him he wasn’t the only occupant in the dragonair’s guts. He reached forward with a paw, only for the vulpix to flinch back at his touch, as though surprised by the action. He figured that made sense. He couldn’t hear much on the outside, so she likely didn’t realize until now that he was here with her, the noises of Lily’s insides drowning it all out, roaring like a beast as it tried to digest them. It didn’t hurt too much. Not yet, at least.

He tried to say something, anything, but all that came out of his mouth was a pained cough, lost to the noises of their prison.

As the seconds ticked by without any major reaction, he grew increasingly confused. He had expected the vulpix he violated to shy away from him. To kick him, scratch him, maybe even bite him. Instead, she eventually shifted to face him, fighting the constricting flesh to bring her belly flush against his, replacing the warm, squishy feeling of a dragonair’s stomach against his cock with her soft fur. Once their legs were intermingled, she buried her muzzle into his chest, and broke into shudders.

With a twist of his heart, he realized she was sobbing.

“I— I don’t want… don’t want… to…” Her words developed into a cough, already a weak rasp, the vulpix obviously not breathing well in the tight confines of Lily’s gut. Her tiny chest fluttered against his. The stale air was already starting to burn his lungs, and he had only just been swallowed. He couldn’t imagine how she felt.

Outside, Lily moved, and the stomach's walls tightened in turn, his sense of up and down further scrambled as he was shoved in random directions. He didn’t know where the dragonair was going, but eventually the motion ceased, and he experienced a satisfied groan that shook him to his bones. The vulpix’s sobs restarted once the dragonair’s muscles relaxed. His chest growing even tighter, Felix pressed his snout against hers and gave her a comforting lick.

He expected she might flinch away, but she actually leaned into the show of affection, and hugged him even tighter. “Please,” she whimpered, “don’t… don’t leave me.”

“I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.” He had no idea what else to say. What could be said? He had forced himself on her, got off to her imminent demise. And now here he was, whispering sweet lies to her. Gave her little licks which meant nothing. Did she even realize what he had done? That instead of helping her, he was the same pokemon who sunk deep inside her and humped without mercy during her most vulnerable moment?

Even now, his cock was sandwiched between their bellies, spurting cum all over her stomach. Sullying her fur more than the predator’s gut already had. Did she notice? Did she even care? Without meaning to, without conscious thought, he ground against her, whimpering at his lack of self-control. Was he really going to make her final moments a repeat of what he had done before?

Their prison’s impenetrable walls again collapsed around them with alarming intentions, forcing squishy stomach flesh between him and the vulpix. It crept up his underside and matted his fur, and he shuddered as the slick heat tickled his sensitive penis. When the contractions subsided, and the hungry stomach’s deafening noises died down, he was left almost wanting more. Nothing hurt, not yet at least. All the movements did was massage and moisten. It honestly felt fantastic.

He understood these were precursors of the horrors of what was to come, that eventually, Lily’s gut would start producing acid in volume, instead of this harmless mucus that coated every surface, including the vulpix. By then they’d already be dead.

His fellow meal didn’t relent in her hug, as though afraid if she let go he’d vanish. He couldn’t blame her: he squeezed back just as tightly, equally as content to share his final moments with another as she was. Because at least he wasn’t alone. At least they had each other. How messed up was that?

“You can… put it in again.”

Her admission took his already strained breath away. Again. She was letting him put it in again. She knew what he had done, and she still wanted to share her final moments mating with him? Was she that scared? That terrified of the pain she might feel?

“I just… want to feel loved… in the end… p-please.”

Her pleading struck him. Now just the meaning, but the way she spoke. She was so quiet. Her voice was so faint, her body trembling like a leaf. She was just as scared as him. They were in this together now, no matter what he’d done to her, she didn’t care. Anyone was better than no one. Even him.

Trembling himself now, Felix squeezed his mystery lover tight and shifted his hips until his aching cock found her supple spade. Her vulva jumped at the contact, the squishy mound tensing along his length and sending glorious tingles through him as he squirted all over her sex. She let out a small whimper, but before he could think she was having second thoughts, she thrust forward, penetrating herself with his tip, making him groan as he experienced her tight body for the second time. He took the opportunity to meet her thrust, shoving the rest of himself in and bumping her turgid folds with his knot, his glands too swollen to pop in. That was okay. She was warm enough, soft enough, tight enough to enjoy without going all the way.

His lungs didn’t just burn; they were on fire, each moment worse than the last. But he kept rocking his hips, following the pleasure, capturing every mota of sensation he could before the inevitable. It was all he could do to deny his fate.

She seemed to appreciate his efforts, and to his surprise, she even leaned in and licked his nose. A kiss. Her tongue lingered against him for a moment, before she pulled away to say, “I’m… Claire.”

“Felix.”

As he kept humping, she kept getting looser, until he was able to press firmly against her sex and slip his knot inside. Claire’s insides clamped down immediately, trapping them together in glorious tie. The sudden tightness pushed him over the edge, his weakened orgasm starting up all over again, the rush of ejaculation making his head grow dizzy. Or perhaps that was the lack of air?

Claire whimpered into his muzzle and started aggressively licking his snout as her pussy squeezed and relaxed around his knot, the vulpix telling him without words she had joined him in orgasm. It felt incredible, better than any sex he’d ever had. It didn’t stop, either. Her orgasm kept going, milking him even as his fur began tingling. He pretended it was nothing. That the stomach wasn’t beginning to fill with acid. That he wasn’t about to be digested.

Honestly, he figured he’d run out of air long before that.
 
Claire seemed to feel the same way as she broke the kiss and whimpered,  “I-I’m scared… you feel… amazing… I don’t… I don’t want it to stop.”

He returned her licks, pressed his muzzle against hers, breathed in what little of her scent he could. It was almost as though he were truly his mate. As though he loved her. As though she weren't the only comfort he had in the end, the only pokemon he could squeeze, hug, and fuck. She was his lifeline. Her presence meant it would all be okay, even though he knew, deep down, nothing was okay.

He choked down a sob that turned into a painful cough.

The beginning of the end began suddenly. Everything simply lessened. The noises of Lily’s digestive system, the heartbeat pounding in his ears, his own rapid breaths as he tried and failed to get more air. Quiet, less present. Not even his own thoughts made sense anymore. Soon all that mattered was the pleasure. The wet, squeezing heat of another’s body trying its best to milk him.

Claire’s body failed first. He was barely aware enough to notice the sudden weakening of her contractions, then the loss of enthusiasm in her kiss. She continued to lick him for as long as she could, desperate for his touch, to remind her that he was there, that he was real. That she wasn’t alone. But soon her tongue simply… stopped. He wasn’t far behind, and he knew it. Fear swelled within him, worse than anything before. Worse even than when he had been swallowed. What would it be like? Would he still exist? Would it hurt?

I don’t… I don’t want… to… go…

He tried to move his legs to squeeze Claire, to hug only pokemon he had left in this world, but all he managed was to bump his muzzle against hers. A wet nose, wetter cheeks, a motionless tongue. Weakly, he extended his own tongue, trying to get her to react, desperate not to be alone. She didn’t return the kiss. Her body was still. Her sex enveloped him, warm and snug around his knot, but her muscles went slack, her grip loosening as her vagina caught up to the reality of the situation: she wasn’t here.

Please… don’t… leave me…

Claire was gone.

I… I’m… Claire, I’m…

He was going to die alone.

I'm... sorry…

And it was all his fault.




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