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"alright... alright alright... so if I'm on route 205 here... eterna forest..."

You mumble to yourself as you take a look around, Hiking your backpack up onto your back once again before you roll your shoulders and stretch your legs. You're fairly certain you have the right spot to mark one of the plotted entrances and paths through eterna forest, the slight mass of fog from last nights rain seeps out from the path into the pine trees the high altitude was just starting to superheat the frigid spring air, and the temperature change was enough to baste the forest in a light mysterious fog, it would pass before you made much progress into it, but it sure was a sight to see on your hike out of Eterna toward Jubilife. You take one last deep breath, looking around to make sure you've picked up everything and left no trace of your camp before marching over dead pine needles into the crisp, dense coniferous forest.

You push through hanging drapes of pine needles, taking in the sounds of wild Pokémon calls layered in over the faint whipping sounds of an early morning gust pushing through the trees, your repel-spray should last you for another few hours, so thankfully you wont have to worry about harming any wild Pokémon's routines, or potentially having any aggressive ones ruin yours. you are completely at peace with the forest as you make your way through. at least you like to think so, occasionally the needles in the tree make their complaints of you moving them around known as they jab and poke at unprotected areas of your face.

You make it about an hour into your plotted fourty-five minute hike before you realize you might be stopping to enjoy nature a bit too much, you need to get back to Jubilife in a few hours if you want to have first pick at starter Pokémon for new trainers. You sigh and are about to start to pick up the pace when a sound catches your ears, a rustle in the pines just off the beaten path! you very quickly pull your pokédex out of your pocket and attempt to get a good view of whatever is rustling the trees, you can vaguely see a wide, quite tall outline pushing out some pines. you try to get down low and make yourself look inconspicuous, but you have a feeling that whatever was coming was coming that way regardless, it didn't much care if you were in the way or not. "its probably just a bidoof" you say, thinking you should just move on, but when you look back after a heavy crunch of dead pines there is an utterly massive lopunny standing just a few feet away from you. it looks at you with a cocked brow, hands beside its massive hips as it takes a stance-widening step.

"you lost, little guy?"

The lopunny says in perfect english, a husky womanly voice coming from her as she crossed her arms over her flat (yet saggy) chest. You drop your pokédex in surprise, quickly fishing it up from the pines and swallowing back any shock to speak to her.

"y-you can talk?"

You say, still a bit shocked at that sudden revelation. The lopunny, instead of answering, looked from side to side down the trail you were walking her chins jiggling as she turned back to you. She seems to be eyeing you up as she scratches at her chins, reaching her paws down to her huge belly to lift it up and wander a bit closer to you.

"You come with anyone? are you alone?"

too lost in disbelief to realize the repercussions of answering such a question, you quickly blurt out as you try to open up the scan function on your device.

"me? no, no, I'm completely alone out here, but man i wish someone was here to see this!"

a lopunny that's shaped like a thousand pound flat-chested woman is quite a sight to see, standing just your height at around maybe five-foot-eight, she has a faint spot of drool forming on her lips as you bring your hand up to scan her, swallowing once again and put it in front of the spot where her belly meets her chest.

"y-you don't mind if i scan you, right? are you some kind of special lopunny? im sorry if this is-."

The lopunny seems only a bit annoyed, but not doesn't seem to care too much as she eyes you up and... mostly down... was she staring at your crotch?

"you're a uh... new trainer, huh? you know you're supposed to scan a pokémon from the face, right?"

You never heard that before, but then again you never really heard much from professor that gave you this pokédex. That was typical in Eterna city, though, skipping out on training to save on budget. after a second of deliberating you follow her advice, but you're sure they said it should scan them from anywhere...

The pokédex comes up with a scan error.

"too far, here, come closer, kid."

She insist on talking like you're younger than her, but if she knew so much about trainers she would know that being a new trainer, meant you'd be at least 18 (you're 21). unless this lopunny was as old as her womanly voice implied...

you step a bit closer, and she gently wraps a paw around your hand, guiding your hand closer and closer before the pokédex starts to light up with flashing *SCANNING...* You're too high on endorphins at the excitement of discovery to notice the lopunny has successfully gotten you close enough to swallow up your hand, pokédex and all. you let out a soft whimper of shock and surprise. you're left confused and attempting to yank it out before a massive *GULP!* brings you in to your elbow.

"w-w-w-what?! what?! what the hell are you-? w-w-"

Panic prevents you from forming a full sentence as her jaws creep up your bicep, there's a surreal pause in the horrific event as you watch your own digits press out against her throat fur, feeling the wet flesh of her drooling maw while watching your arm disappear into the dripping wet gullet of a fat slob.

Another gulp awakens you back to reality and drags you right back into panic.

"S-stop! STOP! please let go of me! please, lopunny!"

You try to get it to pause for a moment, pleading with it as your face naturally begins to follow your arm in diving into her esophagus, her tongue gently laps at your arm, finding your face and making her moan loudly as she gets a sample of your skin. she wraps both arms around you and pulls you tight against her stomach, pinning your arm and squeezing your ribs so hard you feel like they'll crack. With a Deep, guttural groan, she Hefts you up off your feet and you begin to kick violently into her fat belly as she forces her disgusting maw around your face, the last thing you see is her deep, dark gullet containing your hand before her jaws horrifically stretch over face, from there the terrifyingly experienced lopunny shifts her hands down to your waist, lifting you up like a sandwich and swallowing you in great, rolling gulps until nothing remains of you but your legs kicking in the cold air. The temperature difference felt like being in a pressure cooker as you were squeezed down past the lopunny's Collarbone, the disgusting smell of her stomach below reminding you very specifically of greasy fast food, and nearly making you gag whenever her throat relaxed enough around you to let you breathe. From there it only took a few tosses and disgusting gulps to plunge you fast first into a pile of chyme at the bottom of this lopunny's capacious gut, your kicking legs slide down to the back of her throat, where gravity took care of the rest and all she had to do was close her maw to seal you away forever.

*GUUURRRLP!*

The final pulse drags you in completely, curling you and coating your body in a mass of slimy, acidic sludge as you roll and wriggle for a decent position. eventually you end up curled up tight in the fetal position, under what felt like a weighted blanket of blubber. you could barely hear the lopunny's voice in between her fat-addled wheezes as you pushed trash wrappers, soda cans and what you hoped beyond hope were not sharp splintered bones poking into you.

"There we go... *huff...puff...* now, time to see what you had on you."

You can hear her maliciously grumble out. she must have snatched your wallet before polishing you off. As the initial panic wears off, you realize how little space and air is within this slobs gut. your only hope now is to try and wait for someone to find you as you feel her waddle away with a belly-full of some newbie trainer...

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What felt like an hour passed in her disgusting sauna of a gut, the air growing staler and staler by the minute as you desperately held on to life. You heard what sounded like the busy streets of Jubilife city, surely someone would be able to tell this lopunny had swallowed someone, you must have made a definable bulge in her gut. but as the minutes went on, and your mind began to haze over, you could only barely make out the feeling of her kneading her obese gut around with her big paws. Having exhausted all the fun she can get out of your pleads, now she simply ignores you as she digests you alive in a city street. Just like the fast food chyme you're sitting in, you're forgotten and completely invisible to the outside world. In reality, what you thought for sure must look like a human curled up in her belly was really only an extra foot or so of volume and an even heavier droop toward the concrete.

You're just about to give in when you hear someone walk by, the first person to walk by her since she came to jubilife, if your hearing is anything to be trusted in this fugue state. you desperately begin to writhe, punch and kick at the surrounding blubber, but its like trying to fight a mound of mud or quicksand. it all just forms right back around your body, hotter, wetter, and slimier than ever. the only response you get from the outside world is a giggle from your sadistic devourer as she pats her bloated belly.

"m-Hm-hm-hmm!"

Muffled and barely audible, you resign yourself to fate and sit back in her belly, your last gesture of defiance is pressing your lit-up pokédex into her stomach walls with the flashlight on its brightest, dropping it as your consciousness fades. the last thing you feel is the remainder of your precious air rushing out of her gut, and the last thing you hear is a deep, bassy belch that rings in your ears like a gong with your proximity to it.

*BUUuuuuUUuUUuUUuUUUuuUUuuUUUuUUuUUuuUuUUURP!*

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Well at least you made it to jubilife! but perhaps not in the shape you wanted to. maybe a quick trip to the poke-center can bring you back? judging by the skulls and bones in there with you, probably not... shame, but at least you'll look good as some extra slob-punny blubber. and all the money you had on you will buy her *plenty* of greasy fast food.

Internal version of: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/38999687/ all the credits there apply here, my BF Ceriole drew drew this gal and gave me permission to write up a story and post it. as always, hope you enjoy!

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