Pakkun 'Em In
A "Secret of Mana" vore fanfiction
by Magnus Borrimere
All "Secret of Mana" peoples, places, and things are copyright of Square Enix
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	"That stupid, sword-wielding moron!" the girl fumed angrily, "He promised he'd help me find Dyluck...but no!  He keeps going in the wrong direction...I don't know WHY I chose to go with HIM!  I could have just as easily gone to find Dyluck myself..."
	The girl in question was a blonde-haired, green-eyed lass with a fierce expression on her face.  She was clad in what looked like a dark-pink, one-piece bathing suit, overlapping a pair of baggy, red-and-pink striped harem pants.  On her feet were a pair of blue slippers that curved upward at her toes, a pair of hoop-earrings adorned her ears, and she had an indigo bow in her hair that grouped most of it into a thick ponytail behind her back.
	In her hands was a spear...good at magicks, though she was, it paid to have a weapon on hand, just in case.
	She looked around the mist-shrouded woods where she was, looking for any sign of her true love Dyluck...when she suddenly heard a scream.
	"What in..." she wondered...she knew that voice....but it couldn't be!
	She quickly ran to its source...and saw a blue-haired girl, wearing a green version of her clothing (and with slippers similar to hers...only pink), being dragged along the ground toward the farthest end of a clearing by a long, pink rope around her arms and waist...except that it was slimy...no, it wasn't a rope...it was a tongue!
	"Phanna?!" the girl shouted, recognizing the damsel in distress.
	"Purim?!  Purim!  HELP ME!" Phanna cried out...just as her attacker came into the clearing.  
	It was a blue-scaled reptile with green, triangular ridges leading going down the back of its head.  It had stubby arms and legs...and a big pot-belly.  Purim immediately knew what it was...a Pakkun!
	Purim knew how dangerous these things were; they defeated their prey by hitting them with their long sticky tongues, dragging them into their mouths, holding them in their pot-bellies...then spitting them back out. They'd repeat the process, until their prey was unable to fight back...then they'd finally eat them.
	Without a second thought, Purim charged forward.  Sure, she and Phanna have had their disagreements because of their mutual affection for Dyluck...but Phanna was still one of her best friends...and she could not allow this overgrown lizard devour her friend.  
	"Let her go, you slimy, scaly glutton!" Purim yelled.
	However, with one hard yank, Phanna was pulled right into the Pakkun's open maw!  All that was outside of the Pakkun's mouth was Phanna's head, her legs and her slipper-covered feet.  Phanna thrashed about, her feet wriggling wildly.  She whimpered and looked up at Purim, hoping she'd do something...just as the Pakkun closed its mouth over her body and gulped her down!
	"NOOOOOOOOOO!" Purim shouted angrily, readying her spear, "Spit her out or so help me, I'll..."
	Then, rather spontaneously, the Pakkun rumbled...then spat a saliva-coated Phanna out!
	Phanna coughed several times, gaining back whatever air she lost inside the Pakkun's innards, then shrieked and backed away as the "biting lizard" got ready to lash out with its tongue again.
	Before it had a chance, Purim charged forward and rammed the Pakkun with her spear!  The creature shrieked in sheer agony...before finally dying.
	Purim looked down at her friend and asked, "Are you alright?"
	Phanna coughed a bit more before replying, "I am now, thanks to you."
	Purim smiled and helped her friend up, asking, "What are you doing so far from Pandora?"
	"I only wanted to help you find Dyluck.  He's my friend, too, you know." Phanna said, "I found this one set of footprints that I thought was him...and then I was attacked by that Pakkun."
	Purim shook her head and said, "I would think you'd know better than to wander off by yourself...and without a weapon, atleast."
	Phanna then said, "Anyway, I think I know where those footprints lead..."
	Purim considering what Phanna was saying.  If it meant finding her dear Dyluck...
	"Alright, Phanna...lead the way." Purim said to her friend.
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	As the two girls followed the trail, they finally stopped at the mouth of a large cave.
	Purim looked around...something wasn't right here...why would Dyluck walk blindly into a cave in the middle of nowhere?
	"Phanna, are you sure this is the RIGHT trail of footprints...?" Purim asked...just as something lashed out of the cave, wrapped around her spear, and ripped it out of her hands!
	"What in..." Purim shouted...just as Phanna made a run for it, "PHANNA!"
	Before Purim could do the same, something circled around her waist and tightened.  She looked and saw that it was a tongue...a slimy, sticky, LONG tongue!
	Suddenly, she felt the tongue tugging at her waist...just as a Pakkun emerged from the cave, looking quite hungry indeed.  Knowing the danger she was in, Purim grabbed at the tongue to unwrap it from her waist...remembering too late about the adhesiveness of a Pakkun's tongue.  Her hands were stuck tight to the tongue...just as it began to retract back into the Pakkun's open mouth...dragging her towards it!
	"Oh no, ya don't!" Purim snarled as she braced her slipper-covered feet against the ground and leaned backwards.  She was not going to end up as lizard chow...but it seemed that the Pakkun insisted, because it dragged her closer and closer until she was just about nose-to-nose with her attacker.
	"NO!  LET GO OF ME!!!" Purim yelled, bringing her feet up against the Pakkun's rotund belly.  She then pushed hard with her feet to try and keep herself from being eaten by the large lizard.  She cried out, "PHANNA!  HELP!!!"
	However, her friend was nowhere in sight.
	Purim then felt a particularly hard tug...and then, her surroundings went pink...and warm...and slimy...SHE WAS IN THE PAKKUN'S MOUTH!!!
	"NOOOOOO!" Purim screamed, thrashing about madly as she was being slurped in slowly...
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	Phanna peeked around one of the trees near the Pakkun's cave to observe Purim's fate.  She heard her friend's muffled scream and watched as her friend was slowly being slurped into the Pakkun's mouth.
	"Hmm...I guess this Pakkun wanted to savor her..." Phanna thought, watching Purim's legs kicking and flailing about...even as the lizard's long sticky tongue wrapped around them, pinning them together, and slurping them down even further.
	The last of Purim to vanish into the Pakkun's mouth were her slipper-covered feet, wriggling wildly before those vanished into the open maw of the Pakkun.
	Phanna knew this wasn't the end of Purim, even as hopeless as her situation seemed.  She knew how these Pakkun were about bringing their prey down.  It would spit her out and swallow her again and again to break her will to fight on.
	Looking at the plump lizard now, all one would see were hand and foot-shaped bumps as Purim pushed, kicked, and struggled to escape the Pakkun's slimy confines.
	Phanna couldn't explain why...but she felt a grim satisfaction, watching her best friend fighting for her life within the Pakkun's stomach...

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	Purim, on the other hand, was less than amused at her situation.  Her fleshy prison was compact, slimy, and throbbing all around her.  She pushed, punched, pounded, kicked, wiggled and struggled about, but it seemed that the Pakkun had no intention of letting her out.
	This was quite unusual...normally, it would have spit her out by now to then repeat the process until it broke her will to fight back...
	Purim eventually screamed in outrage, "LET ME OUT OF HERE, YOU SLIMEBUCKET!!!"
	She felt the stomach walls pulse...and then felt herself going up and out of the stomach.
	"Finally!" she thought to herself, getting ready to take on her attacker once she got out.
	But as the Pakkun spat her out and she hit the ground, she looked around and saw several more Pakkuns around her.  They all gazed at her with eyes filled with malice...and hunger.
	They then lashed out with their long tongues, encircling her wrists, her waist, her neck, her knees and her ankles, tangling her up in a web of long, saliva-laden tongues.  Purim struggled to get loose of their tongues, but they would not yield their sticky grip on her.
	As the tongues continued to encircle her, she noticed that she couldn't move her fingers at all.  With a glance, she saw that there was a thick layer of the Pakkun's saliva all over her hands...and when she tried to stretch her fingers, they stretched out a little, only to snap back into her balled-up fists.  What were these things doing to her?!
	The tongues then began to roll all over her, coating her with a thick layer of their sticky saliva.  She thrashed about as much as she could, but she could not wrest herself free from the Pakkuns' slimy grip.
	Before she had a chance to scream for help, one of the tongues wrapped around her mouth, wiping saliva over it like a layer of glue.  She tried to open her mouth...only for it to snap shut again!  She opened her mouth again to scream...only for the scream to form a bubble for a few seconds...and then pull her mouth closed again.
	Within a couple more minutes, the Pakkuns had completely covered Purim in a net of slimy, sticky saliva.  They practically glued the girl right to the ground.  She tried to tear through the sticky saliva net that pinned her down.  It stretched with her punches and kicks, but it would not break.
	As she struggled, she noticed the Pakkuns were backing off.  What was going on?  They had her right where they wanted her...why weren't they eating her?
	Her answer suddenly came from around her ankles.  Purim looked..and saw a tongue as thick as her arms slowly entwining around her legs...and that tongue was connected to a Pakkun...just a couple of feet taller than her!
	The tongue then made one hard yank that ripped Purim out of the saliva net, had her dangle in the air for a moment...before soaring downward and land in a sitting position...on the bottom jaw of the Pakkun!  Then, things went a dark pink in her field of vision just as the upper jaw came down and clamped down upon her belly.
	"NO!  NOT AGAIN!" Purim shouted angrily, pounding as hard as she could on the roof of the Pakkun's mouth.  It shuddered...but a rhythmic hissing made her realize it was only tickled by her struggles.
	"SPIT ME OUT!!!" Purim screamed, kicking her legs about, trying to hit the creature's eyes, nose, or even it's belly...but so far, all she felt was empty air as her feet whipped about.  Then, with another movement of its mouth, it drew her in even further, where her head was but a mere few centimeters away from the throat's opening.
	Purim then felt the Pakkun angle its head upwards.  She then felt herself sliding right into the throat! "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" she screamed.
	As she was swallowed, she felt her arms being pinned against her sides, while slimy saliva lubricated her way down its throat.  She wriggled about and squirmed to try and force her way back out, but it was no use.  She was pulled down further and further into the Pakkun's innards.
	Finally, her head poked through an opening at the top of a large, pink-colored chamber...she knew well enough that this was the Pakkun's stomach.  She was then slowly squeezed into the stomach until she found herself curled up into an upside-down ball in her fleshy prison.
	She managed to wriggle herself until she was right-side up, albeit still curled up...and still within the Pakkun's stomach.  Furious at being in this situation in the first place, she punched, pushed, kicked and struggled to force her way out.
	After a while, she grew tired and stopped to catch whatever breath she could in the stomach...that did get her attention, though.  How was she able to breath where she was?  She looked upward and saw that the opening into the stomach was just slightly open...maybe....
	Purim then pushed her right hand up through the opening...and didn't seem to encounter any resistance...then, she poked her other hand through.  "This just might work." Purim thought to herself.
	She then bent her legs...and gave one hard push with her slipper-covered feet against the stomach walls that threatened to close in around her.  She managed to get her waist through the stomach opening.  "So far, so good, Purim." she thought, "Now, just a little futher and I'll be out of this digestive hell."
	But as she was ready for another hard kick to propel herself out, she felt the throat's muscles constrict around her, pushing her arms uncomfortabley close to her upper torso.  "Ugh, what now?!" Purim grunted...just as she felt her feet slip out from under her.
	"WHOA!" she shouted as she fell back into the stomach...and this time, the hole leading up and out shut itself tight. "Damn it!" she cursed to herself as, once again, she was curled up like a human ball within her fleshy prison! 
	The stomach's walls closed in on her slowly but menacingly.  So, with another hard kick-push, she made another attempt to get herself out of what would be her digestive doom...
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	Phanna, against what would certainly have been her better judgement, strolled right up to the stuffed Pakkun, watching the squirming figure of her friend slowly wriggle her way up and out of its stomach.  Then, with several grunts and moans, Purim managed to poke her head out of the throat and at the back of the Pakkun's throat.   She managed to shimmy her shoulders out along with her...and then she saw Phanna outside of the Pakkun's mouth.
	"Phanna, give me your hand!" Purim whispered, "I need to get out of here."  
	Purim tried to bring her hands up so she could reach for Phanna's hand...however, she saw Phanna lean into the mouth of the creature...then put her hand on Purim's face.
	"Phanna, what are you...mmph-mmmmph?!" Purim protested until Phanna's hand came over her mouth, blocking any further words from coming out.  Purim squirmed, trying to get Phanna's hand off...but then felt Phanna doing the unthinkable: she was pushing Purim back down the Pakkun's throat!
	"PHANNA!  STOP!!!" Purim tried to shout, even with her mouth covered by her friend's hand...but it was only then that Purim saw the glazed look in Phanna's eyes.  Phanna wasn't really in total control of herself!
	However, it was the last thing Purim would ever see before nothing but pink flesh filled her line of sight.
	"No...if I'm going down, I'm taking you with me, Phanna!" Purim thought as she then bit her friend's hand!
	"OUCH!" Phanna yelped, withdrawing her hand from the Pakkun's mouth and shaking it, as if to shake away the pain.  She also shook her head, as if coming out of a trance she was in.   Thinking that the Pakkun bit her, she kicked it hard with her foot in her anger.
	A snort from the Pakkun made her realize her mistake.  "Uh-oh..." she gulped.
	Before she could run, the Pakkun had its slimy, sticky tongue soar out at her and wrap around her head!  Phanna screamed, although it was muffled under the saliva-drenched folds that savored the taste of her.  She tried to pull them off of her face, forgetting the tongue's adhesive nature...which was confirmed when she couldn't pull her hands off of it's tongue.
	Phanna then felt the hard tug of the Pakkun reeling her in.   Like her friend tried earlier, she tried to brace her feet against the ground, only for her to be dragged closer and closer to the large, lizard-like monster.  She screamed at the top of her lungs for help...but she truly picked the location for her betrayal poorly, for it was far from any town or kingdom...and very few would truly dare to come anywhere near a Pakkun's lair.
	The next thing she felt was her body coming up against the scaly belly of the Pakkun.  She felt several bulges in the stomach hitting her, making her realize this thing had devoured someone already.   She felt another hard yank and knew where she was going...right into the Pakkun's mouth!
	"Noooooooooooooo!" she moaned in her struggles, thrashing about to avoid her fate.  Despite her efforts, all it amounted to was for her to get slurped in even further.
	Within seconds, her face was looking down the throat of the beast.  Only anything lower than her kneecaps were sticking outside of the Pakkun.  She had her legs whip about, hoping to hit the eyes or nose or anything that would make the creature cough her up.
	However, it seemed, the only thing she was hitting with her legs and feet was empty air.
	Another gulp brought her head and shoulders into the esophagus, with only her slipper-covered feet outside the lips of this abnormally-sized lizard.  She tried to flex her ankles around, so her feet would "hook" to the bottom lip, preventing her from going down further.
	Then, she felt something wrap around the bottom of her slippers.  The Pakkun had looped its tongue around the underside of her feet and pushed them, along with the rest of her, down its throat.
	She couldn't help but scream as she was sent down into the belly of the beast.  She tried to brace herself against the sides of the creature's throat as she began her descent to a digestive doom, pushing against the esophagus with her hands and spreading her legs so that her feet would add extra friction.  Unfortunately, this did nothing to prevent her trip into the stomach.
	Her head finally poked into the stomach...and then she saw Purim struggling about in there.
	"Purim?!  What are you doing in here?" Phanna asked.
	Purim looked up angrily at her "friend" and said, "What do you think I'm doing in here?!  I'm being DIGESTED, no thanks to you, you traitor!!!"
	All of a sudden, Phanna felt herself being dumped right on top of Purim.  The slimy walls around them seemed especially cramped with the two of them in the stomach.
	"Get off of me!" Purim snapped, trying to push Phanna away from her.  All that did, however, was make the stomach wall around Phanna stretch...then pushed her right back into Purim's face!
	Annoyed, Purim tried to shift over to one side of the stomach to just move away from her betrayer.  But she might as well have been glued to Phanna, because the girl just ended up being bounced back into her.
	This continued for a while before Purim finally tuckered out.  She ended up reclining against one of the spongy stomach walls,...with Phanna once again invading her personal space.  Not having much energy to push Phanna away, Purim just sighed in tired aggravation.
	"Purim, I was being serious when I asked what you were doing in here." Phanna said, even as squished against her friend as she was, "I don't even know what I'M doing here...that is, out here in the wilderness...not just in the stomach of a Pakkun...with you."
	Purim shifted about as best she could, then said, "Right now, I think we have a more pressing question.  Namely, how are we both going to get out of here?!"
	They both squirmed and wiggled and struggled to get to their feet.  Then, they saw the aperture leading into the stomach.  Now focused on their means of escape, they both reached for it.
	They poked their hands through the aperture, then proceeded to get more and more of themselves through it...until they ended up smooshed against each other.  It then became clear to that one would have to go first before the other.
	Purim let Phanna go first.  She got her hands on the soles of Phanna's slippers and gave her a boost up through the opening to the stomach.  Purim pushed her friend as far as she could manage, then got ready to get herself out.
	Purim parted the aperture of the Pakkun's stomach open, then braced herself against the walls of the Pakkun's throat with her hands and feet as, little by little, she began to climb up the esophogus and, hopefully, to her freedom.
	As she got close to the mouth, she saw that Phanna was already out and extending her hand to her friend to pull her out.  Purim took hold and pulled with what seemed like her remaining strength to finally extricate herself from the Pakkun's mouth.
	For a moment, both girls couldn't believe their luck.  The Pakkun was sleeping...and they both managed to free themselves from its innards.  Phanna then brought Purim's spear into her hands.  "I think you'll need this.  We're still in Pakkun territor-AAAAAAAAAAH!" Phanna offered...before screaming aloud.  Something hit Phanna from behind, and yanked her way from Purim.
	"Phanna!" Purim cried out.  She then watched in horror as another Pakkun swallowed her friend whole, the last sight of Phanna being her feet and outstretched hand before they were covered up by the lizard's mouth. "NO!"
	Purim was about to go after the gluttonous lizard, but then, more of them blocked her path to the one who was now leaving, with her friend inside it.  "No..."
	Knowing she was outnumbered, and nearly out of energy for a fight, Purim decided to back down and retreat.  Once she had gotten some supplies, she'd hurry back and save her friend...hopefully...
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	Within the retreating Pakkun, Phanna was bouncing around, being tossed and churned in the stomach of her captor.   She pushed and kicked against the fleshy walls around her, but it was no use.  She couldn't maintain her footing in the slimy environment she had been dumped into, nor could she escape it.
	All of a sudden, the Pakkun came to a halt, making Phanna slam into the stomach wall in front of her. "Ooooow..." she moaned after the impact...then, she felt the all-too-familiar rumbling, "Uh-oh..."
	With that, she was propelled out of the stomach, up the tight esophagus, right into the mouth, and then spilling out onto a cold stone floor.  As she got to her feet and glanced around, she saw a figure towering over her.  The figure was clothed in royal but dark robes, and his head was adorned with a skull of a sinister-looking animal.
	"Thanatos..." Phanna whimpered, trembling.
	"Calm yourself, my child." a voice spoke to her in her mind.  Without even the slightest hesitation, Phanna felt calm and relaxed, thought she was in the prescence of such a frightening being.  In fact, she didn't feel anything but absolute loyalty to Thanatos...and she couldn't really explain why.
	"All is unfolding as it should..." Thanatos said, patting her head, "Soon, these 'heroes' will fall...and this world will be mine..."