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In a small, poor farm town in the middle of Kalos, there is a manor lit up by bright party lights. It’s quite a large manor, built for the Pompeuse family of Furfrou. Pierre Pompeuse Jr. found that he enjoyed the fresh country air. However, the Pompeuse family feared having the peasants come near them, so a large gilded fence was built around the property, creating a distinct line between poverty and elegance. Tonight, the Pompeuse family manor is hosting an annual Gala for the 32nd birthday of Pierre Pompeuse III.
Outside the manor, an Emboar gatekeeper stands to make sure no unwanted guests arrive. As he stands there, he spots a Lopunny walking up with a Gardevoir next to her. The gatekeeper immediately recognized that Lopunny as Lady Maria, and opened the gate to let her in, “Ah, Lady Maria! I am so glad to see that you’ve come to the Gala, who is your friend here?”
The Lopunny smiled. “Thank you, I wouldn’t miss it for the world. I always love the parties that the lord hosts. This lady here,” she gestures to the Gardevoir, “Is Scarlett. She’s a good friend of mine from the Hoenn region.”
“Scarlett” appeared to smile, but in reality, she was gagging. She always hated the pleasantries exchanged by rich people. The Emboar smiled back and spoke again, “Well I hope you two have a wonderful time. Mr. Pompeuse got the best cakes in the entirety of Kalos for this event, and he hopes everyone will like them.” He ushered the two into the gate, and then closed it deftly behind them.
Once Maria and “Scarlett” walked out of earshot of the guard, Maria turned to “Scarlett.” “Alright, Avery, I got you in. Don’t do anything crazy, don’t steal anything, and DON’T speak. You have a very noticeable country accent that everyone will pick up on. Pretend you’re mute, and keep your illusion up. If it comes out that you’re a Zoroark, I don’t know you. Understand?”
Avery nodded her head and then watched the Lopunny walk off. Avery smirked evilly (underneath the illusion, of course) and made her way towards the house. The only reason she came to this gala was to rob people, and she was gonna rob some people. As she walked into the main ballroom, she let out an awe-filled gasp as she walked into the ballroom. Towering walls peaked at the ceiling, and portraits covered the entire walls. Murals, gold, and ivory plastered every surface that Avery looked at. And the people! Every person in that room had pockets full of coins and jewelry. It was a thief’s paradise.
Using the cover of an illusion, no one even saw her hand remove a pocket watch from a Gallade’s pocket, and place the watch in her mouth. She placed the small platinum watch on her tongue, and swallowed down the watch, and began making her way through the crowd of people in the ballroom. Nobody noticed a thing as silverware, jewelry, and even a whole candelabra disappeared from sight into the Zoroark’s mouth. As Avery made an unattended purse disappear from sight, she felt her stomach growling. Despite how her stomach distended to the point that she had to be very careful not to bump into people, she was still hungry. Pounds of gold and refined things were great for the money but terrible for nutrition.
Avery made her way to the dessert table in order to grab a few slices of cake. Once she was done with that, she would make an excuse, and disappear into the night with 100 pounds of valuables in her stomach. As she took a bite from a rather decadent chocolate cake slice, she realized that the Emboar at the gate was not lying. This cake was stunningly delicious, almost infuriatingly so, as Avery would never taste anything so good ever again. Looking left and right, and seeing no one noticing that they were “missing” some stuff, Avery decided she could eat maybe a few more slices of cake.
As she finished choking down a 7th slice of cake, she heard a rather shrill scream. She looked up to see the Gallade she had robbed earlier panicking over how he had lost his pocket-watch. Suddenly, other people began noticing that their stuff was missing as well. Guards were called in to block every entrance and interview every single person. Avery began sweating profusely under her Gardevoir illusion, she knew she should have left at her third slice. This fact was further compounded as she spotted Maria across the room leering at her with a scowl. Avery began wondering what she could do, but she suddenly had an idea. Looking left and right to make sure no one was looking, she concentrated on editing her illusory disguise. Within seconds, the Gardevoir illusion’s assets suddenly expanded dramatically. Avery herself kept a slim body to squeeze into tight places while robbing people, but she knew how large breasts can help get one out a situation.
Avery began making her way towards the guards to… convince them to let her go when she suddenly bumped into a patron. She silently cursed as the patron turned around, and stared at her fake boobs. The patron looked up from the illusory tits, and smiled, “Hello there. I don’t believe we’ve met. My name is Pierre Pompeuse the Third.”
‘For fuck’s sake,’ Avery thought to herself. She couldn’t talk for risk of revealing her accent, and she couldn’t speak sign language. Avery began gesturing wildly in a way that could be interpreted as sign language, in hopes that Pierre also didn’t know sign language.
Pierre laughed, “Ah, a mute Gardevoir I see. Well, I guess that we can’t have small talk then.” Pierre than looked left and right, before lowering his voice, “This whole robbery thing is soooo boring. How would you like to… head back to my room for some fun?”
In any other circumstance, Avery would have slapped him for being so forward. However, a guard was getting awkwardly close to her, and this seemed to be her best escape. She let herself get pulled along by Pierre as Maria stared at her in shock. Avery just had to hope that he would accept just a normal blowjob, and wouldn’t get too handsy.
After walking past multiple guards, they finally got an elegantly decorated door. As Pierre invited her into the room, she immediately felt that something was wrong. Her first hint was that the room already had some people in it. She recognized the Gallade she stole from, the Emboar from the gate, and a Lucario she saw earlier. Avery’s second hint that something was wrong was when Pierre locked the door.
Pierre chuckled. “I hope you don’t mind that I invited some friends along with me…” Avery minded this very much, but didn’t know how to voice her disapproval. A flurry of emotions struck her; a fear that she would be caught, an anger for being tricked, and some amusement at how tiny the Gallade’s cock was. There was also a fear at how massive the Emboar’s was. Regardless, Avery knew that she could not let these dudes fuck her, but she also couldn’t leave them behind as witnesses… Her stomach growled again. Apparently, that cake wasn’t very filling, and this hunger gave her an idea.
The Emboar stared curiously at the Gardevoir. Something seemed… off. He had seen that face before, but that pair of tits he did not recognize. This seemed odd, as he was sure he would have remembered massive breasts like those. His inner thoughts were shattered as the Gallade beside him let out a shrill scream. The Gardevoir’s head had split open into many-eyed tentacles! The tentacles unfurled from her neck and began writhing around the room. Pierre cried out and began to run, but he was grabbed by a tentacle! The Gardevoir’s breasts split open into a massive maw, like some sort of demented zipper. The three guys watched in horror, too scared to say anything, as Pierre was shoved into the teeth-filled mouth of the Lovecraftian beast. Finally, the Lucario’s voice cooperated with him, and he shouted, “A SHAPESHIFTER!” and the room suddenly went dark.
Under the cover of her illusion, Avery grabbed Pierre and flicked off the lights. With darkness surrounding her, and the men in a panic, she could easily dispose of them. Before Pierre could process the fact that it was all just an illusion, Avery shoved his head into her mouth. His fur was light and fluffy, like cotton candy, but tasted like expensive soap. However, despite how little volume his fur took up, Avery’s cheeks still bulged out as the Furfrou’s head filled her mouth. She pressed her maw downward, forcing the Furfrou’s snout deep into her throat. Her mouth salivated as more and more of Pierre was fed into her. His shoulders were somewhat broad, so Avery’s mouth had to expand a great deal to wrap her lips around his arms.
Inside her throat, Pierre was panicking. He didn’t want to be eaten, not on his birthday! He tried to push the unseen beast off of him, but he felt his arms pushed against his sides. Pierre found his elbows sink inside of the mouth of the creature when gravity suddenly flipped! Avery had lifted Pierre off of the ground, to let gravity pull him into her slimy maw! Pierre kicked and screamed, but his feet found nothing but open air, and his screams were muffled as his head fell into her stomach. In a rather peculiar turn of events, Pierre’s penis entered a woman’s mouth with his pants still on.
Avery finally got past the Furfrou’s knees, and swallowed, pushing his shoes into her mouth. With one final swallow, the pompous Pompeuse would see no more light. Avery let out a massive belch and felt her stomach distend with the weight of Pierre. Her stomach, already filled with loot and cake, doubled in size with the weight of the Furfrou. Of course, there was still more to swallow.
The Lucario ran from the shapeshifter and dodged into a closet in Pierre’s room. He gently left the doors just open enough so he could see out of them. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw the Gallade dive underneath the Furfrou’s bed and the Emboar dash into the bathroom attached to Pierre’s room. He also saw that the abomination was actually a Zoroark, but a Zoroark with Pierre sticking out of its mouth! He watched in equal parts horror and rapt fascination. As he heard the Zoroark let out a loud belch, and then move to the Gallade’s hiding spot, he felt a boner arise. ‘Not a good time to discover I have a vore fetish…’ Lucario thought to himself.
Avery leaned onto her stomach, pressing Pierre against the other contents of her stomach, in order to peer under the bed. She saw the Gallade cowering with his face covered, and smiled. Avery grabbed at the Gallade’s feet, causing a yelp to escape his throat, and placed them in her mouth. The Gallade clawed at the floor as he felt his knees sink deep inside a wet, slimy thing. Avery swallowed down hard, bringing his thighs into her mouth. At this point, she noticed that while the Gallade had a tiny dick, he had a thicc ass. She pressed her hands against it, kneading it with her claws, before swallowing down. His chest was small and twink-like, so it went down as easily as the cake from earlier. The blade-like arms were harder to press into her cheeks, but it had to be done, so Avery swallowed them down.
Pierre was struggling hard inside of Avery’s stomach, trying to find some way out. However, he suddenly felt the area around him become tighter, as a new object entered the stomach. He felt himself tightly compress against what felt like a candle set as a pair of legs, then a thicc ass, then a whole body entered into the belly. After a full minute, Avery swallowed down the Gallade’s head, sending him down to meet his host. Pierre saw the shape of a Gallade enter the stomach, and asked, “Jacque? Did it get you too?”
Jacque swallowed nervously, “Yep.” They suddenly heard a belch from above as their devourer let out some of their precious air. Suddenly, the entire sac they were in shifted as Avery got up. Avery’s stomach sagged down against the floor, and was three times her normal body size. She was panting heavily at the effort of swallowing two Pokemon. ‘Just… two more…’ She thought to herself before shifting her gaze towards the closet where the Lucario was hiding.
The Lucario found his boner increasingly hard to ignore. He found his hand drifting near his loins multiple times as he watched the Zoroark gulp down his friends. As he watched the Zoroark knead the Gallade’s buttocks, he finally found it too much. He grabbed onto his cock and began masturbating. The feeling was astounding, and he felt his eyes roll into the back of his head as his tongue lolled out. He was near climax when suddenly, the closet door opened up! The Lucario felt himself jizz out of panic as he saw the overstuffed Zoroark stare straight at him. The ropes of hot seed splashed up and down the distended belly and the Zoroark’s head. One blob of cum struck the Zoroark straight in the eye!
Avery, now covered in Lucario jizz, looked up and down at the terrified Pokemon. After a while, she finally spoke, “So… you’re into this kind of stuff, then? Because if so, I have an idea…”
 
 
TO BE CONTINUED