The desolate school building had a brooding eerie atmosphere that sent a shiver down the rodents spine as he scampered down the halls. The campus had been closed down and abandoned for as long as anyone could remember. But in his desperation the rodent snuck onto the grounds to make his way to the cafeteria in hopes of finding some preserved stash of food he could scrounge up.

With every step he took along the way it felt like he was being watched, and the temptation to turn tail and leave gnawed at him the entire way. But the desperate hunger of his tummy, plump and jiggly from a diet of second hand desserts and sugary berries, kept driving him forward. Soon he made it into an old store room and found his prize - stacks of canned foods and unopened plastic bags of junk food! As he gazed over his haul the door slammed behind him, locking him away into pure darkness that blew out the fire of hope in his heart instantly.

A different fire lit above him though, illuminating the room. All around him, hanging from the ceiling and sitting on storage shelfs, were diminutive blue imps with shadowy fur, fanged teeth and spade tipped tails. The yellow rodent was allowed to take in the sight of the crowd for only a moment before they descended on him, and his world was a sea of soft blue fur and grubby hands feeling over his body!

Once he was able to get a sense of himself, Sparky was sitting on his rump with a huddled circle of the demons surrounding him. They were a head taller than he was, but that wasn't saying much on their behalf. From the seat he was in his head was level with their bellies which all had a slight overhang, and almost all at once they pressed in and smothered their guts into him. From every angle soft pudgey blue tummy was crushing over him like a trash compactor made of blueberry marshmellow. The tummy squish pressed in so tight it encased him from above as well, so he couldn't even breath fresh air - every breath was filtered through blue fuzz.

Some giggling mutters could be heard from above, the imps chattering amongst eachother. But the only coherent word Sparky could make out was "Bamf" and occasionally a lewd whine of "whiskey!" After far too long of being encased under blue belly flesh, the imps finally stepped back letting the rodent gasp and pant fresh air. It was short lived though as once of them pounced on him, pinning him onto his back and holding him down by his shoulders. The demon smiled wide, showing off his fangs and pupil-less glowing eyes. And he suddenly leaned in and planted his lips on the mouses, kissing him hard until the yellow fur around his lips felt stained by hellish saliva.

Eventually the demon pulled back and giggled, then all at once opened his mouth impossibly wide and engulfed over Sparky's head! Deep purple flesh, slightly luminescent enough to allow him to see his surroundings, wetly smooshed around his head. A forked tongue licked over the rodents face, and a deep rumble of a purr vibrated around him. Apparently the imp enjoyed the flavor. Those hands gripped lower, holding Sparky's arms down and pushing him up, bringing his face towards the slimey back of his predators throat and pushing him down the waiting gullet. Tight mucus lined muscle tubing squished around him as the wet lathering heat of mouth engulfed down lower over his body. Inch after inch of yellow pokemon disappeared behind drooling blue lips, much to the cadre of demons amusement and arousal!

With greedy gulps, Sparky was sent down into the blue critters body. He felt the imp grope over his pudgey tummy before it was shoveled into his maw, to be licked over and swallowed away. Those three fingered hands pushed on his rump until it was stuffed into its mouth, and he chewed gently over the rodent tushie to juice it for flavor while licking between his legs. The mouse barely had time to whine at his own sheepish arousal from being stimulated, from being dominated before the mouth close around his feet

With one final claiming gulp, Sparky spilled into the imps belly all at once. Forced to curl up and hunch to fit in the organic space, still slightly lit up and purple surrounding him. The contorts of the stomach had ridged walls that oozed a sticky syrup of digestive juices which collected in a puddle at the basin of the belly, that Sparky found his rump and feet marinating in. The fleshy walls actively undulated, pressing against his packed in body and kneading him from all over in an organic massage. Pungent visible fumes looking steamy and like heat waves swirled around him, displaced by his entrance , before rushing back up the way he came in. The imp belched out loud, a bit of spittle flying from his lips and carrying the scent of pikachu. The release sealed Sparky's fate as food for the demon, who smiled while lounging back and patting his belly contently.

Sparky was roughly manhandled by the gut squeezing and churning him around for a full minute - but soon the fleshy slimey prison settled. And the mouse found himself curled into a relatively comfortable position! His head rested against an incline of stomach like he was propped up by a wet pillow, and his feet could press out without needing to bend his knees in. Even the sloshing stomach juices were still aside from a burbling which almost made it feel like a jacuzzi. A jacuzzi of purple syrup that clung to his body and made him feel sticky and completely encased in the gunk nontheless.

The imprint of half a dozen three fingered hands started pressing in on the stomach from the outside. The other imps rubbing the gut in congratulations and approval, petting the mouse through the layer of flesh. Eventually that eased off into only two or three hands at a time...

The sound of wet slushing echoed from above, followed shortly by a dunk of mush raining in over the rodent! A sweet, manufactored scent filled his senses and some chunky bits amongst the slime he'd been showered in made him realize what it was.

Soup marinated veggies, likely from the canned foods in the storage room! The imp was swallowing the cans contents and letting it pour over the rodent. After the first drop of the stuff the imp prodded his gut and gaze it a slosh, while a curious muttering of "Bamf?" reached his ears. Then the wet slushing noise from above again, and another drizzle of veggie soup.

A few more attempts and some more quizzically inclined rubbing and prodding external rubbings soon led the poor disoriented mouse to the proper conclusion: the demon was trying to feed him inside his belly! Sparky blushed rather intensely, but soon angled his head back and opened his mouth the next time he heard the sound of his predator swallowing. And the next shower of soup was sent into his own mouth - an imps mouthful was more than a pikachus so some excess spilled over the edge of his lips, but he got a good helping of the food to chew on and swallow down. Strangely the purple saliva of the demons mouth mixed in with the veggie broth made the soup taste rather sweet and flavorful, an unexpected but improved taste to what the decades old canned food would be by itself!

The same desperation that brought Sparky to the school in the first place encouraged him to accept every second hand swallow of canned food he could get, until the soup was emptied and the mouses belly was full! Not as full as the imps belly was perhaps. But enough that Sparky didn't feel tempted to fish any excess carrot slices or whatnot that he hadn't happened to catch that were now floating in the stomach with him. He expected to soon feel that food get digested into food mush that would soak into his poor yellow fur soon enough. But with a dizzying puff, the mouses surroundings shifted!

It felt like the same stomach, he was in the same position and it was just as cramped and humid and syrup filled. But there was no excess veggie soup in here. And the scent was slightly less thick... and soon another brass belch sounded out.