Spice of Life 0: Cyn Meets Spice
 
Cyn kept herself low as she crept through the tall grass, her eyes locked on the Arcanine. She had been searching for a fire type pokemon to join the battle against Guzzler for weeks now, and given the local wildlife her only chance was finding a trained pokemon.
 
Of course, the trouble with trained pokemon were the trainers that came with them. The Arcanine padded its way over to its human companion and nuzzled his hand obediently, a signal that he was done being wild and was ready to return to servitude.
 
The human responded with a smile and quickly fulfilled the dog's request by bringing out his pokeball and raising it to him. In an instant, the Arcanine had vanished and the human was back on his way down the road. Cyn breathed out a sigh of disappointment and shook her head.
 
It couldn't be helped, Arcanine were notoriously loyal when they had been captured and bonded to a trainer. It seemed Charizard were much more rebellious, though the only one that lived within travelling distance of Clearspring had a tendency to devour anyone who entered his cave, and with only a single Reviver seed to her name Cyn wasn't about to take that risk.
 
Knowing how valuable she was to humans as a shiny pokemon, the Liepard quickly returned to the undergrowth and kept herself low once more, her dark red fur miraculously blending in to the green foliage. It'd be autumn soon, and then it'd be far easier to move without being seen... unfortunately, she doubted the pokemon town of Clearspring would last that long under the tyranny of Guzzler the Venusaur.
 
Arcanine were too loyal and Charizards weren't loyal enough, the quandary continued to nag at Cyn as she walked along. Her sensitive ears pricked upwards as she heard something ahead, the unbalanced, clumsy footsteps of a pokemon who didn't know how to move in the wild without being detected. If nothing else, she could at least catch lunch.
 
She stepped back out towards the path, keeping herself low in the tall grass as her tail remained flexed out behind her to prevent anything from creeping up on her. She narrowed her eyes on the figure up the road, though as she saw the Ninetales looking around her claws slowly retracted. She couldn't believe her luck, another fire-type in the forest... and this time there was no trainer around to take them away.
 
She stood up and stepped out from the grass, making her way towards him, though as the Ninetales caught sight of her he froze in fright. Cyn blinked a little, though it was only natural... she was a wild pokemon after all, at least, to him. She cleared her throat, "Hey!" she called out.
 
He didn't respond. Cyn flicked her ears back as she began to walk towards him, "Hey, Can we talk for a sec?" she called again, but the Ninetales bolted with a cry of fear the moment she was within twenty feet of him. She breathed out a sigh and began to race after him, it seemed like she'd need to employ her hunting prowess after all.
 
"Hey!" Cyn yelled, trying to get the Ninetales' attention as she leaped gracefully over the bushes and continued after him. The fox began to weave between trees, already beginning to sweat as his nine tails waved in a flurry. She grinned to herself, he was already getting tired. No doubt he'd stop any moment now.
 
He turned on her, and as she prepared for him to admit defeat he instead opened his mouth wide and sent a high-pitched note ringing through her ears. Her paws instinctively reached up to protect herself, leaving her tumbling and rolling over the ground, bouncing off roots and stones until finally her head slammed against a tree.
 
The world went black as her consciousness faded away, other than the throbbing pain on her head. In the fleeting moments of being awake she could hear the Ninetales stepping towards her, his soft paws against the grass were a lot more graceful than they had been before. She breathed heavily, trying to catch her breath and get enough energy to stay awake.
 
"That'll teach you, you wild simpleton! Maybe next time you'll be more careful when picking your prey!" the Ninetales' spoke in a male, yet effeminate tone. His voice dripped with the uppity nature she had come to expect from the worst kind of trained pokemon; contest pokemon.
 
"Mmrfgl." Cyn murmured incomprehensibly as she rolled onto her back, opening her bright green eyes and finding herself staring up at a pair of purple ones. "What kind of a fire-type uses Round anyway?"
 
"The kind who knows how to survive, clearly." The Ninetales replied, turning his nose up at her as he swished his tails proudly, "No doubt you thought you could make a meal out of me. Well, who's laughing now, hm?"
 
"Mmhhgh..." Cyn replied drearily, still trying to overcome her concussion as she laid on her back, too tired to even stand up. She reached a paw up to her head and rubbed the bump on it, "I wasn't hunting you, I was trying to talk to you."
 
"Ha, a wild pokemon wanting to talk. You must think I'm quite the fool!" the Ninetales replied with a high-pitched laugh. Cyn wasn't about to give him her real answer, she decided to just let him carry on, "Even if you did, you'd only be talking to me in an attempt to trick me, no doubt you'd be the toast of the town if you returned to your pack with a Ninetales."
 
"I'm not trying to hunt you, you asshole!" Cyn growled, finding the Ninetales' whiny voice didn't work well with her headache. She reached out a paw to swipe at him, but it didn't get far and only left her rolling onto her front, "Ugh... Wh-when I get up." she muttered, trying to get her footing by finding her paws slipping against the grass beneath her.
 
"How dare you, I am Spice Blasé, The Beauty Contest Champion of Sinnoh!" the Ninetales barked at her, his face turning red with rage as his tails flailed behind him aggressively. "I will not be spoken to in such a way by a savage!"
 
"If you're a contest champion, what were you doing out in the forest?" Cyn replied, rolling back onto her side so she could look up at him. The question only seemed to have infuriated him further, her mind wandered as she tried to figure out why, but it would always lead her back to the Arcanine. "Were you and that Arcanine on the same team? Did you trainer just release you or something?"
 
"That Arcanine is a traitor to beauty itself, and I'll have my vengeance on him soon enough." Spice replied lowly as he placed his paw on her chest. Pinning her wasn't difficult in her current state, her attempts at wriggling herself free didn't seem to mean anything to the fox, "But first, I think I'd best partake in the local customs... as they say, 'When in the wild'~"
 
Cyn had never heard of that particular saying, but the loud growl that came from the Ninetales' slim stomach told her all she needed to know about what it meant. She looked up at him in disbelief as he began to lick his lips in preparation for his meal. "You can't be serious..."
 
"Believe me, my dear. It's a mystery to me as well. I don't even know where you've been." Spice replied, taking off his scarf and tying it around his neck like a napkin as he rolled the Liepard onto her front, pinning her paws beneath her. "But don't sell yourself short, I'm sure that under all that dirt and muscle there's a palatable flavour." the Ninetales leaned down and ran his tongue over her ear before gagging, "Hmph, or perhaps not. Ugh, you're so gamey. I'm beginning to wonder if this'll be more effort than it's worth."
 
"Screw you, I taste fine!" the Liepard retorted before feeling her mind catch up with her mouth. Spice began to chuckle at her objection, did she really just defend his decision to eat her? She tried to push herself back up, only to find the Ninetales pinning her down once more, "Let me go, I'll find another fire-type to help me save Clearspring."
 
"A likely story. No doubt the moment I turn my back you'll just pounce on me. I'm afraid there's no turning back now my feline feast~" the Ninetales chimed before bringing her head into his muzzle. His hot tongue lathered over her face, murring as he took in her flavour before taking his first gulp to bring her head into his pink throat.
 
"Mmph, quit it!" Cyn yelled, her voice muffled by the walls of flesh in front of her. As her mouth entered the sphincter of his throat it clenched around it, holding her muzzle shut while he continued to lick over her fur. Despite his previous claims he seemed to be quite enjoying her flavour, though she could clearly hear the stomach growling below her.
 
The Ninetales swallowed once more, causing the throat to ripple around her as she was pulled deeper into him. She could feel her forepaws being pinned to her sides as her upper half entered his maw, meanwhile her head began its descent down his surprisingly flexible throat. She could feel the gentle brush of his tail as it batted at her face condescendingly, his murring only growing louder as she moved slowly closer to her fate.
 
The Ninetales swallowed once more, the powerful gulp echoing around her head and deafening her as she slipped past his neck and deeper into the fleshy prison of his body. The sound of his heart beating thumped against her ears as the growling of the stomach grew louder, beginning to slowly open to bring her into it.
 
She could feel the fox continuing to take his time with his meal, enjoying the taste of her legs and rear as his fangs dug into it slightly. She snarled and kicked her legs, but was met only with a chuckle from the Ninetales. She turned her head away, trying desperately to stay out of the oncoming acids... but as another 'Gllrrk' echoed from overhead, the throat's grip on her body loosened and she began to slip into her predator's gut. "Nononono!"
 
Spice murred to himself as he tilted his head back, allowing gravity to pull her paws into her throat. He stopped as he reached her tail and batted it in amusement as it swiped at the air, despite its scythe-like appearance it was no more dangerous than any of his own were. He slurped it in inch by inch, listening to the Liepard's muffled yells of protest as her final lifeline to the outside world was sent down to join her. Finally there was nothing left by the tip, which he snapped up before taking a final gulp to swallow it down.
 
Cyn froze in a panic. It had been a while since she had last been in a stomach, especially one that hadn't been her brother's. Usually she would have escaped immediately back the way she had come, but this time was different. The Ninetales' gut was humid, the scent of digesting berries filled her nose and, coupled with the heat and her fading headache, left her light-headed. She pushed at the walls trying to find the way she had arrived, but every surface felt the same. The Ninetales laughed as she began to kick at the stomach walls in frustration, "Let me out, asshole!"
 
"But you just got there! Stay a while, make yourself at home." the Ninetales chimed in his sing-song voice as he rested on his side and stroked over his bulging belly with his paw, "And do try to get comfortable, you won't be going anywhere for a while."
 
"Damn it, I need to get back to Clearspring." Cyn hissed, punching and kicking at the walls as the stomach began to roll her about, splashing its juices all over her as it did so, "We need a fire-type to help us, otherwise-"
 
"BurrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaAaaaaaaaaap!" Spice belched, cutting off the Liepard's plea as he did so. He dabbed his scarf against his lips for a moment before grinning smugly, "I'm sorry, I just thought you might like to know what I thought of your little tale. And commend your deliciousness, you were like dark chocolate... bitter, and yet sweet at the same time." He murred, allowing his tails to rub his stomach for him as he nuzzled it gently, "Please do go on, I do so enjoy listening to a pokemon lie to save their skin~"
 
"I'm not lying!" Cyn yowled, her struggle becoming more desperate now that the Ninetales had taken most of the air out of the stomach. The acids began to sting at her fur, the gurgling and churning began to get loud enough it threatened to drown out her voice, "You need to go to Clearspring. You need to..."
 
"What I need is to get back to the city while my name still has some merit. People might forget me if I'm gone for too long." Spice gasped at the terrifying thought. He got to his feet and began to walk, having to waddle as his stomach hung low enough to brush against the floor. The Liepard's struggling quietened down, allowing him to focus on the road ahead rather than keeping up his conversations with her, "Try to get off my stomach and onto my hips before we get to Hearthome, alright?"
 
Cyn couldn't respond... she didn't have the energy to. All she could do was weakly push at the stomach walls as the acids took over her form, and finally she closed her eyes. She had a Reviver seed on her, but no doubt Typh wouldn't let her hear the end of this. Being eaten by a city pokemon, and worse yet, a contest pokemon... maybe she could just lie and say that she was eaten by the Arcanine.
 
She made a conscious effort to become stomach fat just to spite him.
 
 
*Bonus/Alternate Ending: Cyn Eats Spice!*
 
Cyn awoke in a sweat, pushing the cover off of her face and breathing in the fresh air of her bedroom. The nightmare was still fresh in her mind, the vision of herself digesting in the Ninetales' stomach, his stupid voice mocking her and the feeling of his paws rubbing her through his gut.
 
She knew it was a dream, that it was all in her mind and had nothing to do with him, and yet she couldn't help but feel a boiling rage towards the Ninetales. Try as she might she couldn't get back to sleep, after a while it seemed like it would be easier to just call it an early morning and get up.
 
Her stomach grumbled lowly, it seemed her nightmare had done nothing to stop her from wanting a midnight snack. Fortunately she had a hideaway for such an occasional, a stash of chocolates from the city that she had hidden under bed. She placed the box on her bed and opened the lid, revealing of treats before her. As she reached for one of her favourite dark chocolates the dream came back to her in full force.
 
'Mmm, dark chocolate Liepard~' Spice drooled in her mind. She tried to ignore it, unwrapping the chocolate with ease despite having to do it with her paws. She tossed the chocolate into her mouth and began to chew it, though as the dream continued to play in her head she couldn't enjoy the flavour. She swallowed quickly and sighed... great, now she couldn't even take comfort in her candy.
 
She put the box away but her stomach continued to growl out for something substantial. She rubbed it lightly and headed out the door, considering heading to the kitchen to make herself something to eat... then again, Spice's room was right next to hers. Her stomach growled in approval at the thought.
 
It wasn't as though he didn't have it coming after all he had done since his arrival in Clearspring. This wasn't about the nightmare, this was about finally getting back at him for his attitude and the way he treated her friends and teammates, not to mention all the headaches he had caused her.
 
'Yep,' Cyn told herself as she slipped her claw into the lock of his door and began to pick it, her ear pressed to the door to make sure he was still asleep while she broke into his room. 'Completely justified.'
 
The lock clicked into place and she retracted her claw before pulling down on the handle, opening it slowly to avoid any creaking. The renovations to the HQ had been good, but they hadn't been -that- good. It was still a creaky old building, made before the pokemon of Clearspring had fully gotten a grasp of construction work.
 
The scent of perfume filled her nostrils as the moving door wafted the smells of the room around in the air. Spice had probably worked the hardest to get his personal space 'homely'. Dark purple wallpaper covered the walls and a soft red carpet covered the floor. The Ninetales had had the local carpenter craft him a vanity desk which, judging from the various brushes and perfumes dotted around it, got a lot of use. The Ninetales also had a trophy cabinet built which proudly displayed trinkets he had found on their adventures, as well as the second place ribbon from the Clearspring beauty contest... no doubt there were plans to steal the first place ribbon off of Ebony somewhere in the room if Cyn looked hard enough.
 
But she had no time for snooping, her stomach was growling and the only thing on her mind was finding Spice and shoving his fragrant, fluffy tails down her throat. Maybe a full stomach would help her sleep, or at the very least it would finally make her less stressed at Spice's antics, knowing that she made good on her warning that she'd eat him if he kept them up.
 
It wasn't hard to find him, the fox snored like a Loudred with a megaphone. Even ignoring that she could see his bed, soft and plush with silky sheets and what appeared to be the satin curtains she had bought specifically for the Den draped from the ceiling to create a canopy. She narrowed her eyes on the sleeping form of the fox and lowered herself to the floor, beginning to prowl across it towards him.
 
The soft carpet made it remarkably easy to sneak, and felt nicer on her paws than the wooden floor the rest of the HQ had. Before long she was standing before the Ninetales, who continued to sleep blissfully unaware of the danger that loomed over him.
 
Now was the tricky part, deciding which end to start from. Spice was a little bigger than she was, so it made more sense to start from his head and work her way down, though every predator she had spoken to agreed that the best part of a Ninetales was their tails. As she looked back at the nine golden tails spread out across the bed she wondered if she'd even be able to fit them all into her mouth, no doubt one would escape and constantly bat at her to keep her from enjoying her meal.
 
Her green eyes turned to the Ninetales' prized red scarf on the bed-side table, and a mischievous grin crossed her muzzle. She took the scarf and shuffled her way to the other end of the bed, where she carefully used it to tie the nine tails into one large clump of fluff. It'd still be a little tricky to swallow, being almost as big as the Ninetales himself, but at least now she was only dealing with one.
 
She decided to eat him headfirst, knowing that if she didn't he'd no doubt yell so loudly the entire team came. While she enjoyed the thought of the rest of the Winners getting to watch the Ninetales' degradation, she knew that at least Auric would step in to put a stop to her fun. She made her way back up the bed and stood at the head of the Ninetales, staring down at him as he slept and opening her mouth to engulf his head.
 
A twinge of guilt entered her mind as her jaws hung over Spice's head. It wasn't really fair to eat him in his sleep, he couldn't even fight back. Her stomach growled in protest, but the whole thing just seemed wrong to her. With a heavy sigh she turned to leave the Ninetales to his slumber.
 
"Cyn~"
 
She turned as she heard her name and prepared to explain herself as the Ninetales rolled over, only to see that his eyes were still shut. His paws moved against the bed in a running motion before he began to drool on his pillow, his tongue hanging out of his muzzle as he did so, "Mmm, Cyn..." he mumbled in his sleep before licking his lips noisily, even going so far as to rub a paw over his stomach.
 
"Oh, You're going down, Spice." Cyn growled, flicking her ears back as it became abundantly clear what the Ninetales was dreaming about. Without a moment to second-guess herself she opened her mouth wide and grabbed Spice's head with her paws before shoving it forcefully into her maw. Her lack of tact awoke the Ninetales, and he immediately began to struggle against her.
 
She let out a muffled 'mrowl' in response as she climbed up onto the bed, pinning the male underneath her as she took her first gulp to bring his head into her throat. The wonderful, spicy flavour of his fur filled her taste buds, and in his half-awake state his struggles were weak enough that she could enjoy her victory. She drooled and purred, running her tongue over his face as she crammed more of the Ninetales into her maw.
 
Spice began to yell in response, but the Liepard paid no mind to what he was saying. All she could focus on was how good he tasted, how right it felt to finally be doing this after having to hold back for so long. She swallowed again, bringing the Ninetales in up to his slim chest. She gagged a little on how much fluffy fur she had to take in at once, both his mane and chest seemed to be almost as thick as his tails, but she could tell from the powerful figy berry flavour he had spent a good deal of time grooming it.
 
It was all for her; all his work on keeping up his appearance, applying fragrances and perfume, all the time he spent brushing his fur... it was all just to be a midnight snack for her. She chuckled around him as she swallowed again, bringing his head into her tight stomach as her tongue ran over his underside. The Ninetales' voice was much clearer now that he had room to talk, though by then he was more focused on kicking his hind legs and trying to get his tails free.
 
Now that the boring half of his body was safely tucked away in her gut she could get onto the more interesting stuff. Her jaws reached his rear, biting into it just enough to make the Ninetales yipe before easing up as she enjoyed his voluptuous hips. Her tongue ran over him, taking in the flavours of every inch of his body as he whimpered and kicked his legs. Her tail lashed out and curled around his ankles, holding his back legs together while she enjoyed him.
 
Her stomach growled and gurgled around his head, already getting to work on making the Ninetales feel welcome inside her. It wanted more, of course, and the longer she held him in his throat the more chance he'd leave her with a hairball. She took a powerful gulp to bring his rear into her throat, causing her neck to bulge out in response. The Liepard tilted her head back and swallowed twice more, sending the heavy weight of the Ninetales' rump into her stomach and dragging most of his legs with it.
 
All that remained now were those luscious tails, the ones that he was so proud of. She considered her options, obviously she wouldn't be able to move from the bed, but there was no way she was going to ignore a chance to add insult to injury. She wouldn't flat-out bite them, too much chance of getting cursed for a thousand years. Her eyes drifted to the nearby bowl of berries and she smiled around the tails... Spice had made this far too easy for her.
 
She took one of the berries and stuck her claw into it, causing it to ooze its juice over her pawpad. She then squeezed it over Spice's tails, forcing the berry to spill its juices all over the fluffy golden fox tails, leaving them sticky and dripping with figy juice. She could hear his outrage inside her, and the act had certainly got him to put up a fight again. He had begun kicking and pushing at the walls, though a gentle rub with her paw settled any irritation he caused her stomach.
 
She closed her eyes, deciding it was time to swallow the hardest but most satisfying part of her meal. The Liepard took a gulp, and then another. Each swallow brought the Ninetales' scarf closer to her, and she opened one eye just to keep track of her progress as the contest winner fussed inside her. She moved one paw to her stomach, continuing to stroke it to guide the Ninetales into a position he'd fit comfortably inside her gut while her other paw crammed the tails into her maw.
 
Finally she reached the tips, and with a final slurp she brought all nine into her mouth at once. She tilted her head back and swallowed, her legs splaying out to accommodate her massive gut, which was now even bigger than she was. She rolled onto her side and let out a satisfied belch before moving her forepaws to rub her gut, "Ugh... so full..." she groaned.
 
"C-Cyn?! You're the one who ate me?" Spice cried, his voice muffled, but much clearer now that it wasn't competing with the sound of the Liepard swallowing him whole.
 
"Yeah. Shows you for dreaming about eating me." Cyn replied, coughing a few times before spitting out a hairball of creamy-white fur, "Ugh, plenty more where that came from, I bet. I'm starting to think this wasn't a good idea."
 
"Well, if that's how you feel it's not too late to send me back out." Spice offered, pushing at the stomach walls as they pushed back at him, beginning to hold him still so the digestive process could get underway. He pushed his head against the stomach wall, creating a clearly defined bulge of his face, "Mmmph!"
 
"Stop being so dramatic, you've got a Reviver seed." Cyn replied, pushing her paw down on the bulge until it disappeared back into her wriggling gut. She began to rub both her paws over it, feeling the form of the Ninetales within her as she purred to herself, "Mmrowl... this wasn't a good idea, this was a -great- idea."
 
"Ah, slime! Saliva! My fur!" Spice let out muffled yelps of fear, kicking up a storm in the shiny Liepard's gut as the stomach began to gurgle and churn loudly around him. Cyn just chuckled in response, continuing to rub him down, "I-I wasn't dreaming of eating you! I have no idea why you'd even think such a thing!"
 
"I heard you sleep-talking, and you were licking your lips. I can put two and two together." Cyn replied, rolling onto her side and curling around her gut. She rested her head on top of it and nuzzled it gently, it seemed like the Ninetales made a good pillow regardless of whether he was on the outside of her stomach or on the inside. "I think I'll finally be able to get back to sleep now." She yawned, "Thanks Spice, see you in the morning."
 
"Th-that wasn't what that was about!" Spice pleaded, but all he heard in response was the sound of the Liepard's snoring echoing around him. He whimpered and curled up, hugging his tails to his chest as the stomach began to rock him back and forth... As the acids bubbled around him, the last thing Spice heard was Cyn letting out a powerful belch, the gust of which almost pulled his scarf from his tails and sent it back up the way he came. The lack of air paired with his half-awake state allowed him to return to his dream.
 
Guzzler had been defeated, and Spice was celebrating with his victory meal. Leaf was squirming in his belly after his victory just like he had been in real life... only in this dream, Cyn was on the table in front of him preparing herself to be dessert.