“Ugh… disgusting. You won’t be missed, I’ll tell you that. The longer I look at you, the more sad this gets. It’s about time for a mercy flush.”

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This story contains: Toilet Vore, Flushing, Anthro x Feral, Anthro x Pokemon, Implied Fatality, Watersports, Heavy Verbal Degradation, Bullying~
Word Count: 2343
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	It was a hot summer day in Welldew town; Brynn, a snow leopard and Pokemon trainer with a thick coat of fur, was struggling in the heat. She highly preferred the colder areas of the region - it was what she was made for, quite literally - but, well, she’d come to this town for a reason, and she wasn’t leaving till that reason was properly taken care of.

	She stood in front of a toilet, thankful that the bathroom in this Pokemon Center was air-conditioned, as she stepped on the handle, watching with a satisfied smirk as twelve Pokeballs swirled down the drain. 

GLUG, GLUG, GLUG…

That number was no accident. Brynn was known to be a bit of a bully, and she liked to choose only the cutest targets… it just so happened, two of her cuter targets happened to be Pokemon trainers, experienced ones who really loved their Pokemon. Too bad, though - she’d just flushed both of their main teams down the drain. She snickered as she rubbed her cock; it was thrilling~ Nowhere else in the world could she flush a Pokemon down the toilet and have it actually be legal. Not that it really stopped her, most of the time - quite a few of those cute little things had met their end in the same toilet she flushed her piss down.

Speaking of which, she really needed to piss right that moment… but, well, something was telling her she oughta just hold it in. Maybe she’d go out into the wild, find a cute Pokemon, piss on it, and flush it? Why not, in a place like this~?

	As she left the Pokemon center, her tote bag a whole lot lighter, however… she came across a sight she wasn’t expecting.

Sitting on a nearby park bench… was a Pokemon, and a rare one, at that. An Archen, a Pokemon that could only exist if it was made from a revived artifact, sat on a bench, no trainer in sight.

The sun was setting… it was an odd sight, to be sure. Curious, Brynn approached; the closer she got, she realized it was even more weird than a usual Archen. It had an odd coloration, its feathers being mostly black with some red and pink highlights, its skin a dark grey. Totally the opposite of a normal Archen, but also, not what it would look like if it was shiny…

	The snow leopard stood in front of it and looked down at it; it looked up at her with a dumb smile on its face. Pokemon were known to have intelligence that was near a human or anthro, with many having exactly as much intelligence as a regular human and even being a part of the human world… Yet this one, to Brynn, looked especially dumb. She chuckled as she had that thought; gross little thing… It was frail, weak, and small. Why would anyone want this Pokemon, anyway?

	However, Brynn suddenly had a realization… earlier, someone was shouting about a missing Pokemon, and handing out fliers, but they’d given up after only a few minutes, shrugging their shoulders and dumping the fliers in a recycling bin, as though they barely cared to continue. A few of those fliers were hung up on lamposts with flimsy pieces of tape, only recently put up, giving Brynn the impression that the trainer seemed particularly uncaring about their lost Pokemon. The leopard grabbed a flier, examined it… and, as she suspected, the picture was a perfect match. 

	“MISSING: MY DEAR, SWEET ARCHEN, KNOWN BY THE NAME CHARMYTE. PLEASE RETURN HER. CALL XXX-XXX-XXXX IF FOUND.”

	The one looking for it had been an adult human woman, Brynn remembered… An idea came to the bully’s mind. 

	Why go looking in the forest for a Pokemon to fuck and flush, when it was already getting dark out… and there was one sitting right in front of her?

	“Oh, you poor thing~” She chuckled, reaching out and grabbing the Archen by its tail feathers, dangling it in the air. The bird Pokemon looked at her, confused, but didn’t resist her grasp, too trusting for its own good. “Aww, did someone get lost~? I bet you miss your trainer, don’t you~?”

	“Archen!” The Pokemon responded, flapping its wings.

	“Hmm, am I right? Well, that’s unfortunate…” Brynn walked toward the Pokemon Center. “Because I think she gave up on you~”

	“Chen?” The bird responded, sounding concerned. 

	“That’s right~ You wouldn’t believe it… I just saw her earlier today. She was looking for you, handing out fliers, but after, like, barely five minutes, she just threw them all away and gave up! I doubt she even really cares… probably has other Pokemon that are way better than you.”

	“Archen…” The Pokemon responded, sounding dismayed. 

	“But don’t worry - you don’t have to go back to her! You’re with me now, and I’m going to take very good care of you~”

	“A-Archen?” It sounded unsure…

	Brynn stepped into the Pokemon Center; the nurse behind the counter barely even gave her another glance as she went upstairs. Of course, that nurse had a very good idea of exactly what Brynn planned to do, given that she was holding a Pokemon by its tail and beelining for the infamous toilet, but the nurse couldn’t care less. If anything, she would’ve liked to watch. No one was going to save that poor thing. 

	“A Pokemon like you, coming from a fossil… well, you could never survive in the wild, let’s be honest. And look at you! You’re so weak, frail, and weird-looking, I doubt anyone would really want you anyway. You could probably be given away for free, and nobody would care to take you; you’d be a chore. You’d have to be trained for months just to get evolved, and even then, let’s be honest, I doubt you’d become anything special, probably just taking up a slot in a PC and eventually getting your Pokeball thrown in the trash can to make space for someone more deserving.”

	“Mmmnnn… A-A-Archen…” The Pokemon squirmed… but it didn’t resist Brynn’s grip, still… in fact, it seemed that it was blushing, almost, if such a thing were possible. 

	“And your trainer… Again, let’s just be realistic here… I bet she stopped looking for you for a reason. Probably thought to herself, ‘Why would I bother trying to find that useless little thing?’ I bet she’s at home, relaxing with her more powerful Pokemon, realizing it was really a blessing in disguise that you managed to get out. I bet, to her, you’re worth about as much as a dead Magikarp going belly-up in its fishbowl.” Brynn entered the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind her. The walls were covered in graffiti, all talking about flushing Pokemon down… some stand-outs included, “TEAM MIMI RETIREMENT HOME” sharpied on the wall, the phrase, “THEY’RE NEVER TOO CUTE” written on the porcelain, and a cute, uncaring, “POKETOMB!” written with a little “^w^” face.

	Though, the most stand-out… was the “RELEASE HERE” written, in red, on the silver lever.

	“Ar-Ar-Archen…” the Pokemon murmured, staring at the toilet… as Brynn dangled it over the bowl.

	“What a pathetic, gross thing… I can’t believe your trainer dealt with you for as long as she did, honestly. For her sake, I think it’d be best if we just got rid of you… and for your sake, too - you need to be put out of your misery~”

	“Archen!?”

	SPLASH!

	Brynn released her grip; the pathetic thing landed head-first in the toilet bowl, bobbing its head up and looking around, finding itself half-submerged in toilet water. It flapped its wings and tried to jump out, but it couldn’t get any air, feathers weighed down by the toilet water. 
	
	“Oh, don’t be such a baby about it! Just lay down and accept your fate~ I bet you already knew this was going to happen to you eventually, right?” Brynn dropped her pants and underwear, and pulled out her cock. 

	“Ch-Chen!” It cried out, eyes drawn to the leopard’s foot-long, hard, throbbing dick…

“So pathetic…” She aimed her cock into the bowl. “Such a gross, pathetic excuse for a Pokemon. You’d probably lose a Pokemon battle with a Rattata. I’ve never seen a Pokemon that looked like it belonged in the toilet more than you.”

“Chen…” The bird squirmed; its face grew much more blushy… The tip of the Archen’s dick poked out of its slit.

	“No way…” Brynn laughed. “This is making you horny? Well, I know Pokemon can get kinks just like humans and trainers can, especially the more intelligent ones… Don’t tell me you’re actually intelligent? Jeez, that’d just be sad. An intelligent Pokemon, and still so pathetic and worthless, just sitting on a park bench and letting me carry it to the toilet… you know your place, don’t you, you pathetic thing? You know you deserve to get flushed down the toilet~”

	The Archen squirmed and cooed; its dick showed itself more and more, coming out of its little hiding place inch by inch. “Archen! Archen!!”

	“Oh, shut up.” A spring of dark-gold urine trickled from Brynn’s cock, landing right on the Archen’s head, the little bird squinting its eyes and shaking its head in displeasure. The leopard’s hot, steamy load of yellow bodily fluid careened down the weird bird’s body, soaking its feathers and turning the toilet water a different color. It made no attempt to evade the stream, however… and its dick was showing itself more and more. The leopard pissed on the bird as easily as she’d piss in an empty toilet. “I’m getting depressed just looking at you. Imagine how it must have felt to everyone else who had to see you walking around… bet I’m not the first one to think about ending your sad life. You’re not even worth a bit of graffiti, or being recorded. Sure, people would be happy to see you getting flushed down, but really, I think it’s better if you just silently disappear and are never heard from again. You’re best forgotten.”

	“Archen!!” The bird cooed, its little shaft now fully showing itself… It shamefully stroked itself off as it sat in the leopard’s urine and toilet water, one push of the lever away from being disposed of. 

	“Wow, no way… you’re even masturbating to this? So weird… gross. I’ve felt more sympathy for loads of my crap than I feel for you, and I flushed those without a second thought. Maybe that’s all you are… a big pile of waste that just hasn’t been flushed yet. It’s bound to happen eventually, and really, the sooner, the better - nobody wants you stinking up the place~”

	“Chen! Chen!!” The little bird squirmed harder, face blushier, stroking itself harder… 

	Brynn put a foot on the toilet’s lever. “Maybe I’d let you actually finish jerking off if you weren’t such a worthless excuse for a Pokemon, but I’m really just wasting my time on you. This is barely even hot for me; I’m gonna have to come in here and flush another Pokemon just to get off to something more interesting going down the drain. You’re not even cute enough to be worth pushing the handle on… At this point, I’m half-tempted to just leave you in the bowl and go home, but really, I’d be doing the next trainer a disservice by making them do it.”

	“Chen! Ch-ch-chen!!” It stroked itself harder and faster… Toilet water began to fill the bowl as Brynn inched the handle down. 

	“Ugh… disgusting. You won’t be missed, I’ll tell you that. The longer I look at you, the more sad this gets. It’s about time for a mercy flush.”

	“Archen? Archen!!!” The bird cried…

	As Brynn stomped the lever down. 

	CLUNK! FLRSHHHHHHHHH!!!!

	“Archen! Archen!! Archen!! Arch—” 

	The pathetic thing’s cries were drowned out as a rushing swirl of toilet water filled the bowl, strong, heavy… it swirled the bird around in a mess of feathers and piss, knocking it around the porcelain. Brynn watched as she pulled her pants back up, barely even giving it half of her attention. “Bye-bye, loser~” 

	A garbled “Chen!!” came from the drain as the Pokemon was shoved beak-first into the dark hole, in moments, being funneled down, into the pipes… 

	The toilet glugged and gurgled, water refilling, a few air bubbles coming out of the drain… as well as a few black feathers, all that remained of the bird. 

	“I could leave those in the bowl, as a little way of letting the trainer know what happened to their Archen, if they ever come by… buuuuuut…” She grabbed the handle and flushed, letting the feathers go down. “Nah. I’d rather it be a mystery~” She snickered as she left the bathroom…

	The next day, she told her many flush-interested friends about the day’s events… flushing twelve Pokemon, two impressive, strong teams from loser-trainers she was bullying…

But the Archen was never even mentioned.

	After all, by the next day… Brynn barely even remembered it. 

	And neither did anyone else.

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