'9.8'
 
“An almost perfect score for Treat the Sylveon, but Spice the Ninetales is our winner for today!” The announcer yelled. All at once the victory music began to play, leaving the Sylveon falling back onto her rear in surprise. She staggered back to her feet and glanced up at the screen behind her.. it was true, Spice was plastered over it with the words 'Winner!' in gold letters underneath his picture.
 
The Ninetales marched out onto the stage, grinning away as he wagged his tails, one of which made sure to knock Treat over on his way past her. He took center stage and bowed his head, receiving the blue sash from the judges, the words 'Best in Show' written across it. As the other two pokemon took their places either side of him, the audience began to yell in protest and outrage. Rusty the Arcanine tucked his ears back, looking over at Treat sulkily as the Sylveon's ribbons wilted either side of her.
 
The podiums raised beneath the three pokemon, raising Spice to the top with Treat slightly lower on his left and Rusty at the bottom on his right. The fourth spot below Rusty remained empty, and he exchanged a glance with Treat as they caught eachother looking down towards it.
 
“Thank you, Thank you.” Spice cheered and waved, apparently not hearing the booing audience over his inflated ego, “This sash is tacky and drab, but it's the thought that counts~” he grinned cruelly over at Treat, raising his tails enough to allow her to see his stomach, “After all, it's being in the competition that's the real prize!”
 
Treat stared in horror at the Ninetales' gut, watching the last of the former Swellow gurgle away and leaving him as slim as he had ever been, save for a little more fat on his haunches. Even with the crowd yelling she could hear the stomach growling loudly for her, the look in the Ninetales eyes made her wonder if she would even get off the stage before he devoured her. Her eyes shifted to Rusty, then back to the Ninetales...
 
The Ninetales looked back at her, grinning as he wiggled a single paw in her direction, “Now now, Treat. Let's not be a sore loser, shall we? After all, you DID make a deal with me. What sort of pokemon would you be if you backed out of it?”
 
“B-but,” the Sylveon whimpered, her ears folding back as she shivered and curled her ribbons about her nervously... She couldn't deny it, she had made a deal with the Ninetales. If she had won, he would expose his dark secret to the world... but if he won, he would devour her. The Sylveon was terrified at the thought, lost in the moment where her morals battled with her survival instinct.
 
“Please return to the pens to wait for your trainers.” The woman called from behind the curtains, waving the trio off. The Sylveon gave one last bow to the audience before stepping off the podium and headed for the door to the waiting room, she could feel the Ninetales breath as he towered over her, licking his lips greedily. As the Arcanine moved to step between them, the human held up her hand, “Not you, big guy. You're in the other room, remember?”
 
Rusty let out a whining bark in response, looking over at the Sylveon. He sighed and shrugged it off with a 'Sorry about that' before turning and heading off to the other room. After the woman left, it was just Treat and the Ninetales standing in the wating room. She could hear his stomach as it called out for her.
 
“Well, I'm famished. Winning does that to you, you know~” Spice chimed as he licked his lips, prowling across the room towards the Sylveon, his tails swaying behind him as he sauntered teasingly slowly towards his prey. “So... shall we begin?”
 
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“I don't think so, 'Princess'.”
 
Treat glanced up as she heard the voice, and a smile spread across her muzzle as she saw the Arcanine standing in the doorway. The Sylveon moved to greet him before skidding to a halt as she neared the hungry Ninetales.“Rusty! You came back to save me!”
 
“I wasn't just going to leave you to be a meal for some uppity jerk, you know.” Rusty grinned broadly before growling as he made his way towards the Ninetales, keeping himself low as he prepared to pounce on the fox, “Now, how about we show Spice what happens to cheaters around here?”
 
“Oh, I don't think you will be doing that at all, Rusty.” Spice chuckled to himself, his tails flicking into a slow, hypnotic sway. They began shimmer as he stared into Rusty's eyes, keeping his foxy grin as he watched the pokemon advance. The Arcanine slowed to a halt, staring towards the fox. As the Ninetales' eyes began to glow the Arcanine began to sway back and forth.
 
“Rusty!” The Sylveon gasped, racing across the room to his aid. As she got close two of the Ninetales' tails shot out and grabbed her as a third wiggled back and forth before her. Despite the private show only utilizing one tail, it was still enough to hypnotise her. The Ninetales grinned, they were completely under his command...
 
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“Oh my, Treat. I think Rusty wants to call your bluff~” Spice chuckled to the little Sylveon, nuzzling at one of her candy scented ears before grinning over at the Arcanine once more, deciding to entertain himself with his new mind-slaves, “Remember when you said you wouldn't eat him?”
 
The Sylveon nodded slowly, her eyes locked on the Arcanine as her ribbons began to raise either side of her, waving gently in the air as her eyes began to glow from the hypnotic effect of the Ninetales powers. As Spice shifted his focus onto Treat, Rusty began to emerge from his daze. He narrowed his eyes on the Ninetales and opened his mouth wide to engulf his head, only to find it bound shut by a pair of cutesy pink, white and blue ribbons.
 
He managed a 'wrrf' of confusion as he glanced over at Treat, watching as the Ninetales took a few steps back to give the Sylveon some room to work. She licked her lips and moved her ribbons around his sides, binding his forepaws and holding him in place. The Arcanine began to squirm for freedom as the Sylveon approached, opening her mouth wider than he had thought possible before bringing it down over his head.
 
“Glad you didn't think of doing that to me~” The Ninetales giggled in delight behind his paw, his tails wagging pleasantly behind him as he watched his previous meal devour the one who planned to eat him... the food chain was a funny thing, and continued to surprise the Ninetales even after he had tucked away so many of his previous competitors.
 
The Arcanine's head made a whimpering bulge in Treat's throat as she continued to gulp him down, shoving his fluffy chest into her maw. She gagged a little, closing her eyes as she took heavy gulps to force more the spicy fluff into her mouth. She began to struggle as the Arcanine fought back, pushing against the ground as he tried to pull himself free for the vice-like suction of her throat.
 
“How embarassing! Such a powerful predator devoured by a little snack,” The Ninetales grinned sadistically as he made his way over, rubbing the Sylveon's belly as he cooed to her, looking deep into her eyes in order to intensify his control. “Keep going, Treat. I think I can feel his head entering your belly~”
 
“T-Treat! Stop!” The Arcanine yiped out, muffled by the stomach walls as he found his head and fluffy chest entering the Sylveon's stomach, which rapidly expanded to accommodate its new meal. The Sylveon just giggled to the Ninetales, taking proud, powerful gulps as she pulled the Arcanine's belly into her throat and his rear into her mouth. The Ninetales held the Arcanine's back legs together as he began to kick.
 
“Now, Rusty. No kicking! You wouldn't want to hurt your little friend, would you?” He murred as his tails tickled over the Arcanine's pawpads. Treat gagged as Rusty's nose hit the back of her stomach, but once again just closed her eyes and took a few more swift gulps, each louder and wetter than the last as her throat matted down the Arcanine's fur, his toned rump disappearing and bringing his paws with them.
 
The Sylveon laid on her side, the Arcanine's fluffy tail was still hanging out of her mouth as she struggled to finish her meal. The Ninetales murred and rubbed over her bloated gut soothingly, listening to the Arcanine inside as he fought for his life. He leaned down and nuzzled at the stomach, “Shouldn't have gotten involved, Rusty~”
 
“When I get out of here I'll bite your tails off, Spice!” The Arcanine barked back, continuing to kick at the walls as his tail wiggled back and forth. The Ninetales' expression shifted, becoming more sinister at the mention of harming his precious tails. He leaned down and chomped down on the Arcanine's tail, he could hear him yiping like a puppy, even past all the gurgles and groans of the Sylveon.
 
“Mmm, not bad.” The Ninetales sat back up, licking his lips as he allowed the dog's flavour to wander his pallete. He grinned down at the Arcanine's tail and put one paw on it before shoving it into the Sylveon's mouth, setting it on its way to join the rest of him, “Pity I didn't just eat you myself. But I'd have never gotten out of here without being noticed if I did.”
 
The Arcanine whimpered, pushing his face against the stomach wall as it began to constrict around him. The Ninetales grinned at the outline, giving him a playful 'boop' on the nose before rubbing the Sylveon's belly one last time, “Well, Treat. Enjoy your meal, won't you?”
 
“Nnhh..” Treat mumbled, the glow fading from her eyes as she began to come around, “What... huh? ...Rusty?” she managed. As she felt the fight her stomach was putting up she glanced down it, only to see the squirming bulge of her friend as he continued to try to find a way out, “Ah! Rusty! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to break our promise!”
 
“I thought you deserved a nice, big meal for your efforts today, Treat.” Spice grinned, wagging his tails as he watched her surprised reaction to having eaten her new friend, “And this works out much better for me in the long run. Neither you nor that mutt will compete in another contest when the trainers get here~”
 
“S-Spice, you.. you meanie!” Treat yipped at him in an attempt to be threatening, though as she tried to get up she found herself weighed down by her meal. She pushed at the bulge with her paws, “R-Rusty, stop squirming! You're going to make me-”
 
*BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!*
 
The Sylveon blushed bright red as she finished letting out the air, she thought she might have even seen a little tuft of glitter-covered Arcanine fur as she did so. She laid on her side as the Arcanine finally stopped struggling and her stomach began to gurgle and churn, getting to work on him. She patted her stomach, “Well... I warned you, Rusty.”
 
“Oh yes, it's clearly his own fault. He practically bounded into his fate,” The Ninetales agreed with her with a little nod before grinning as he approached her again, feeling along her stomach before flopping back against it, “So... how was he?”
 
“Honestly?” Treat asked, glancing down at the Ninetales. After a pause to allow the Ninetales a chance to say something, she blushed and rubbed her stomach with both her forepaws, “He was yummy~”
 
The End