Pikachow!
By Misterebony
Idea by Sparky the Chu
Ron was eager to continue building up his pokemon collection. At 13 years old, he had dark hair, wore greenish shorts, and a striped shirt of blue and green. He smiled as he looked out in the back yard, his pokemon all roaming free and happy. He loved electric pokemon most though, evident by his collection of pikachus.
But not one Pichu.
"No worries guys." He said to them. "I will get you a Pichu brother for sure this time!" He smiled, gatehring up a couple of pokeballs and his pokedex. "Don't wait too long for me." He said, startijng out on another adventure into the nearby woods. He laughed happily as he went, for sure the Pichu would be found this time!
But as he walked further and further into those woods, he began to doubt it yet again. He sat down after a bit, it now getting kind of close to lunch time, adn him having walked through the woods for over two hours. While he had seen plenty of pokemon, he had not seen a single Pichu.
"Nuts." He said, looking in his courderoy knapsack and taking out an apple, munching on it. "I was certain I would catch one this time. I have just about every other type for the farm, why not a Pichu?" He sighed some. He did, after all, have every other non-legendary electric pokemon at his farm, even a pair of big raichus! Why was it so hard to find a little pichu?
He sighed, sitting back, looking at the clouds as pigeys flew overhead, a butterfree landing on a nearby tree. He smiled as he watched them for a moment, then heard something in his bag. He looked over at it, expecting a rattata, but what he saw made him smile. Instead of the long skinny stail of a rattata sticking out, it was like a thunderbolt. Form the pouch, a cute, bipedal electric mopuse stood up, thin and with big black eyes and long cute ears, looking something like a cross between a mouse and a rabbit.
It was a PICHU! Ron stood up with a smile, grabbing his pokedex just to make sure.
"Pichu." The dex said. "The premature version of a pikachu. Young and babylike, this pokemon is a favorite among small children. It's electric attacks tend to damage itself as much as its opponent, and it has a large appetite."
Ron smiled, the pichu looking up at him and hopping about. "Pi pi!" it said, smiling. ROn chuckled.
"So cute. I hope you like having a lot of brothers and sisters, because my farm needs you." He took out a pokeball, The pichu tilting its head.
"Pi....chu?" He said, a confused look as Ron stepped back, throwing the pokeball at him. But the Pichu eeped, turning to run. By accident, his tail smacked into the pokeball, sending it flying like a bat would a baseball. Ron eeped as it flew at him, hitting him right in the head.
"OUTCH!" He said. But what happened next made him scream. The ball opened up, a red beam coming at him. Before he could do anything, he was drawn into the pokeball! The ball landed on the ground, wobbling about some, Ron clearly struggling inside. The Pichu stopped, seeing this, curious at it suddenly gave a little sound.
"Pi?" He said, coming over to it. He had never seen a pokeball before, and it seemd harmless now. He sniffed at it and poked it withy a paw, smiling. "Pi!" He tossed the ball about, laughing and having fun with it, until he accidently pressed the button. He eeped as a red beam shot out of the ball, a form taking shape form it.
But something was odd. Ron stood up, and the first thing he noticed was his clothes, save for his underwear, was gone. The second thing he noticed was how big that pokeball looked now...
"What the hell happened?" He said. "Am I dreaming this?" He looked abotu for his clothes, then felt the ground shake as something came close. Looking up, he saw it was the pichu, but now he looked about 13 feet tall! The chu grinned and hopped about, reaching for Ron.
"No! THis cannot be real!" he said, the chu grabbing him and bringing him close. The boy eeped as he felt the thick fur of the Pichu next to his skin, aThen started to rub it carefully.
"Heh.... its really soft..." He says, stroking the fur. The pichu smiled an dlickd at the tiny human, then licked again.
"Piiiiiiiiii..." It moaned, licking its lips. ROn did not notice, too absorbed with the soft, cuddly fur. He looked up to the Pichu.
"Say... I know I am small now... but would you like me to take you home? My pikachus would love to have you aorund and care for you..."
The pichu paid him little mind, searching in his knapsack. He found a few apples, some berries, and a cookie, but not what he was looking for, until he saw a few bags with things to make a sandwich, and the Pichu smiled. "Pipichu pipi." he said, getting out the items and opening them, lookng for some bread. He found something better after some searching: a homemade bun. Ron, still unaware, snuggled more.
"Hmmm... how did you get so soft?" He said, the Pichu liking the snuggles. He sat and waited to have his snack, letting the boy snuggle for a bit, until he turned around.
"Hey... why are the sandwich items out? Are you hungry?" He asked innocently. The Pichu nodded, licking his lips and setting him on the bottom half of the bun. The boy eeped as he realized what was happening! "Wait! I'm not food! Don't eat me!"
The pichu giggled, taking some jelly and splatting Ron with it, making him lie on the bun. THe jelly was then spread over his form, the pichu drooling at how tasty the tiny human already looked. ROn wriggled, trying to get up, but the chu kept splatting him back on his back, and he began to cry.
"I was so close..." He said, some peanut butter spread on him now. It was ironic, his favorite pokemon, his favorite snack... now his last. He cried and cried, the pichu tilting his head.
"Pi?" He said, as if not understanding his sadness. Ron looked at him.
"I don't want to die..." He whined, the Pichu smiling. Ron hoped it meant that he would let him go...
And then the top bun was placed on him. Ron had hoped he would fit in so he could not se ehis fate, but his head stuck out, and the Pichu decided to eat him headfirst. The jaws parted, reveling his sharp teeth, droll dripping from them, the large tounge sticking out.
"NO! PLEASE!!!!" ROn pleaded, but it was too late. The Pichu drew him close, taking his first bite. He took care not to hurt the trainer, but instead sucked him, whole, into his mouth. ROn could hear the chew moan with dleight as he was munched on and tounged, the process nice, but still scary for him. He screamed out, begging for mercy, but the Pichu did not hear it semee, starting to swallow him into his throat. The chu let out a series of happy sounds, the boy sliding down slowly, massaged by the wet, satin-like throat, down into the belly. He landed with a sickening plop in the stomach, amongst berries and the rest of the sandwich bite. He eeped as more plopped in on top of him, slowly filling the stomach up. Ron realized this was it.
"Pichu...." He pleaded one last time, before finally passing out. He sighed, realizing there were worse ways to go. The maw had been soft, as was the tummy, and the smell was actually rather nice. He smiled a little as he drifted off...
************
Ron awoke with a start, shooting up. He grasped at himself, still in undies, but... ALIVE! He stood up, smiling. "It... it was a dream!" He said. But then he felt something furry behind him. He turned around, and was wide eyed.
It was Pichu, still a giant. He sat back down. How had he survived?! But he did not have time to think as the Pichu picked him up and snuggled him into his fur.
"Pichu!!!!" the chu said happily, licking his head and squeezing. ROn realizing that, soemhow, the Pichu had revived him. Maybe that was why the chu was confused at ROn's fear of being food... it thought he knew he would revive!
"Oh... wow..." He managed to say, the pichu starting off toward Ron's home. Ron realized the chu had grabbed his knapsack, but left the opened pokeball. In so doing, ROn probably had said goodbye to his standard life. But he did not mind, since he liked snuggling his pokemon anyway.
He wondered, briefly, if his pikachus and raichus also would like some Ron snacks. He then chuckled, deciding that he probably did not have much choice in the matter.
Not that he minded. If being eaten meant these snuggles... well, then he would happily be pokechow!
THE END! (BURP)
By Misterebony
Idea by Sparky the Chu
Ron was eager to continue building up his pokemon collection. At 13 years old, he had dark hair, wore greenish shorts, and a striped shirt of blue and green. He smiled as he looked out in the back yard, his pokemon all roaming free and happy. He loved electric pokemon most though, evident by his collection of pikachus.
But not one Pichu.
"No worries guys." He said to them. "I will get you a Pichu brother for sure this time!" He smiled, gatehring up a couple of pokeballs and his pokedex. "Don't wait too long for me." He said, startijng out on another adventure into the nearby woods. He laughed happily as he went, for sure the Pichu would be found this time!
But as he walked further and further into those woods, he began to doubt it yet again. He sat down after a bit, it now getting kind of close to lunch time, adn him having walked through the woods for over two hours. While he had seen plenty of pokemon, he had not seen a single Pichu.
"Nuts." He said, looking in his courderoy knapsack and taking out an apple, munching on it. "I was certain I would catch one this time. I have just about every other type for the farm, why not a Pichu?" He sighed some. He did, after all, have every other non-legendary electric pokemon at his farm, even a pair of big raichus! Why was it so hard to find a little pichu?
He sighed, sitting back, looking at the clouds as pigeys flew overhead, a butterfree landing on a nearby tree. He smiled as he watched them for a moment, then heard something in his bag. He looked over at it, expecting a rattata, but what he saw made him smile. Instead of the long skinny stail of a rattata sticking out, it was like a thunderbolt. Form the pouch, a cute, bipedal electric mopuse stood up, thin and with big black eyes and long cute ears, looking something like a cross between a mouse and a rabbit.
It was a PICHU! Ron stood up with a smile, grabbing his pokedex just to make sure.
"Pichu." The dex said. "The premature version of a pikachu. Young and babylike, this pokemon is a favorite among small children. It's electric attacks tend to damage itself as much as its opponent, and it has a large appetite."
Ron smiled, the pichu looking up at him and hopping about. "Pi pi!" it said, smiling. ROn chuckled.
"So cute. I hope you like having a lot of brothers and sisters, because my farm needs you." He took out a pokeball, The pichu tilting its head.
"Pi....chu?" He said, a confused look as Ron stepped back, throwing the pokeball at him. But the Pichu eeped, turning to run. By accident, his tail smacked into the pokeball, sending it flying like a bat would a baseball. Ron eeped as it flew at him, hitting him right in the head.
"OUTCH!" He said. But what happened next made him scream. The ball opened up, a red beam coming at him. Before he could do anything, he was drawn into the pokeball! The ball landed on the ground, wobbling about some, Ron clearly struggling inside. The Pichu stopped, seeing this, curious at it suddenly gave a little sound.
"Pi?" He said, coming over to it. He had never seen a pokeball before, and it seemd harmless now. He sniffed at it and poked it withy a paw, smiling. "Pi!" He tossed the ball about, laughing and having fun with it, until he accidently pressed the button. He eeped as a red beam shot out of the ball, a form taking shape form it.
But something was odd. Ron stood up, and the first thing he noticed was his clothes, save for his underwear, was gone. The second thing he noticed was how big that pokeball looked now...
"What the hell happened?" He said. "Am I dreaming this?" He looked abotu for his clothes, then felt the ground shake as something came close. Looking up, he saw it was the pichu, but now he looked about 13 feet tall! The chu grinned and hopped about, reaching for Ron.
"No! THis cannot be real!" he said, the chu grabbing him and bringing him close. The boy eeped as he felt the thick fur of the Pichu next to his skin, aThen started to rub it carefully.
"Heh.... its really soft..." He says, stroking the fur. The pichu smiled an dlickd at the tiny human, then licked again.
"Piiiiiiiiii..." It moaned, licking its lips. ROn did not notice, too absorbed with the soft, cuddly fur. He looked up to the Pichu.
"Say... I know I am small now... but would you like me to take you home? My pikachus would love to have you aorund and care for you..."
The pichu paid him little mind, searching in his knapsack. He found a few apples, some berries, and a cookie, but not what he was looking for, until he saw a few bags with things to make a sandwich, and the Pichu smiled. "Pipichu pipi." he said, getting out the items and opening them, lookng for some bread. He found something better after some searching: a homemade bun. Ron, still unaware, snuggled more.
"Hmmm... how did you get so soft?" He said, the Pichu liking the snuggles. He sat and waited to have his snack, letting the boy snuggle for a bit, until he turned around.
"Hey... why are the sandwich items out? Are you hungry?" He asked innocently. The Pichu nodded, licking his lips and setting him on the bottom half of the bun. The boy eeped as he realized what was happening! "Wait! I'm not food! Don't eat me!"
The pichu giggled, taking some jelly and splatting Ron with it, making him lie on the bun. THe jelly was then spread over his form, the pichu drooling at how tasty the tiny human already looked. ROn wriggled, trying to get up, but the chu kept splatting him back on his back, and he began to cry.
"I was so close..." He said, some peanut butter spread on him now. It was ironic, his favorite pokemon, his favorite snack... now his last. He cried and cried, the pichu tilting his head.
"Pi?" He said, as if not understanding his sadness. Ron looked at him.
"I don't want to die..." He whined, the Pichu smiling. Ron hoped it meant that he would let him go...
And then the top bun was placed on him. Ron had hoped he would fit in so he could not se ehis fate, but his head stuck out, and the Pichu decided to eat him headfirst. The jaws parted, reveling his sharp teeth, droll dripping from them, the large tounge sticking out.
"NO! PLEASE!!!!" ROn pleaded, but it was too late. The Pichu drew him close, taking his first bite. He took care not to hurt the trainer, but instead sucked him, whole, into his mouth. ROn could hear the chew moan with dleight as he was munched on and tounged, the process nice, but still scary for him. He screamed out, begging for mercy, but the Pichu did not hear it semee, starting to swallow him into his throat. The chu let out a series of happy sounds, the boy sliding down slowly, massaged by the wet, satin-like throat, down into the belly. He landed with a sickening plop in the stomach, amongst berries and the rest of the sandwich bite. He eeped as more plopped in on top of him, slowly filling the stomach up. Ron realized this was it.
"Pichu...." He pleaded one last time, before finally passing out. He sighed, realizing there were worse ways to go. The maw had been soft, as was the tummy, and the smell was actually rather nice. He smiled a little as he drifted off...
************
Ron awoke with a start, shooting up. He grasped at himself, still in undies, but... ALIVE! He stood up, smiling. "It... it was a dream!" He said. But then he felt something furry behind him. He turned around, and was wide eyed.
It was Pichu, still a giant. He sat back down. How had he survived?! But he did not have time to think as the Pichu picked him up and snuggled him into his fur.
"Pichu!!!!" the chu said happily, licking his head and squeezing. ROn realizing that, soemhow, the Pichu had revived him. Maybe that was why the chu was confused at ROn's fear of being food... it thought he knew he would revive!
"Oh... wow..." He managed to say, the pichu starting off toward Ron's home. Ron realized the chu had grabbed his knapsack, but left the opened pokeball. In so doing, ROn probably had said goodbye to his standard life. But he did not mind, since he liked snuggling his pokemon anyway.
He wondered, briefly, if his pikachus and raichus also would like some Ron snacks. He then chuckled, deciding that he probably did not have much choice in the matter.
Not that he minded. If being eaten meant these snuggles... well, then he would happily be pokechow!
THE END! (BURP)
Pikachow!
By MisterEbony -- Report
A yummy little pokemon vore tale, requested by Sparky the Chu. Enjoy!
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Posted by Star_Sage 17 years ago Report
For varying reasons, I really enjoyed that. Good work sir.