It seems to have been a really weird situation for Dorell the snorlax. As he wakes up, with the meanest hangover he can imagine, he realizes that he can't move much, or at all really. At least the bubble bath is nice. As he sighs in relief, he hears a steady heartbeat above him, as well as lungs taking in and exhaling air, in that order. Around him, he hears deep, strong gurgling, and the wet walls heavily pressing into him. It finally dawns on him where he was. Someone's stomach, and that bubble bath was, well, you know. Dorell couldn't beleive his situation. "How? How did I end up here?" He asked himself, having only woken up a few seconds ago, wondering what the heck could have been big enough to swallow him whole. He tried to recall the events of the day...
 
  Dorell was at a party, well, at the center of the party really. Why wouldn't he be? It was his birthday today, his 48th to be precise. As the party raved on, he saw a pretty young snorlax from his tribe approach him, a student of his in her mid twenties. Clarissa, yeah, that was her name. He already had quite a few drinks, so he couldn't quite remember what they were talking about. Something about a commotion on the stage. Apparently someone was singing on there who shouldn't be there.
 
  So far, Dorell was doing a good job remembering things, it really was the start of a wild night. As he chuckled to himself he was reminded of the gastric environment he was stuck in via a rather light gurgling. In curiosity, and with some effort, he managed to move his paw next to his head, pretty hard to do in an almost airtight stomach. Moving it up from the bubbling soup it was submerged in, of course the arm having suffered some of the effects of having been in that chyme for a while. He managed to rub his head a little. Easing his head ache a bit, man he really drank himself stupid didn't he? Dorell shook his head. "No, no! I gotta remember more of that night!" He said to himself, noticing that there were several places on his body that had gone numb, especially below his waist, the lower half of his body that has been bathing in the stomach soup for the longest. He doesn't have much time left.
 
  "I-I have to focus, here goes! Dorell says, as he remembers more of that night. He was approaching the stage with clarissa, he saw a rather odd sight; A togepi, about twice as big as the average one singing on the stage! It was surprising how well he was singing considering his deep, gruff voice, what talent! Though Dorell could tell this togepi was someone around his age, perhaps older, from the lines on his face and the numerous cracks in his shell. He danced with as much fervor as he could, though he could barely keep up with the enegy of those Bellossom, Oricorio, and Ludicolo who were half his age on the stage with him. After the show, he managed to talk to the togepi. His name was... Sidney? No, just Cid. Dorell remembers talking with the togepi for some time afterward, noticing the sweat dripping off the pokemon. He remembers the togepi talking about how he can't move like he used to, despite dancing as well as he did. For some reason, Dorell found him utterly adorable, despite the togepi being older than him (As he found out during their talk).
 
  Back in the stomach, Dorell rubbed his head even further "Man that togepi was hot" He whispered to himself, momentarily forgetting about his situation. "I gotta remember the rest of what happened" Dorell says as he pushes against the walls a little. Nope. Still as taught around him as when he woke up, but those gooey walls began to move a little more than usual. It seems the stomach's owner has woken up. From the feel of things they were moving around to... somewhere? Dorell couldn't tell in the darkness of where he was stuck in, especially with all the churning and gurgling going on and such. As more and more of his body felt numb, he felt like he was falling apart. He *had* to remember more, he felt like he was close to the truth for some reason. So once more, he concentrated.
 
  It was much later during the party, and things have gotten a little wild. Dorell was having drinks with Cid as they talked, watching the other party goers have at one another in several ways, whether it was making out, having sex, or some other tomfoolery. The bartender, a strange looking chikorita with rather large "assets" told them of rooms they could stay in for the night. Cid had offered Dorell to sleep with him that night, and the snorlax accepted. The two had wild, bed-related fun that lasted for about an hour before Dorell got tuckered out. The last thing he remembered was Cid saying something about tucking him in before he passed out.
 
  That was the last thing he remembered about the party, and he was still no closer to figuring out who or what ate him. His predator was still moving around, and the walls were *much* more active now, to the point where it forced Dorell to squirm, forcing his predator to notice what was going on inside themselves. "You're waking up *just now!?* the party was a week ago, man you're a heavy sleeper!" The voice stated. Dorell instantly recognized that voice. "Cid!? What the hell!? How!?" The poor snorlax was in shock, stupefied, dumbfounded. How could someone so small manage to eat someone as big as him? Not to mention, he was in his stomach for a whole week!? No wonder so much of him was gurgled away, he could barely feel his body anymore, the walls preparing to finish him off. "If you're wondering how I managed to wolf ya down, let's just say I'm a lot bigger on the inside than you'd think" Cid plainly said, spelling it out for the melting snorlax. Dorell only had one question left "Why, why do this? I though we had something!" before the togepi answered. "Well for one, I have a **HUGE** appetite, something only you and a few other pokemon can satisfy, and two, we **do** have something man, I just couldn't share you with the world ya know? I had to keep you all to myself, and there's only one way I can do that!" Finished Cid as he channeled his energy to his stomach. Dorell knew what was coming next, with a scared expression on his face he bagan frantically struggling against the stomach walls as they clenched, **Churned** and **Gurgled** with more fervor than ever before. "Noooo!" Dorell said before the walls clenched in one last time, with a big heavy **GLORP** the snorlax was done, turned into a hefty amount of chyme in the belly. Chyme that began to be pumped down lower...
 
  "Ahh, that's better." Cid said to himself, patting his shell covered belly with one of his paws. He loved the feelings and sounds of his guts hard at work, especially since pokemon this big always took a month to process. Which of course meant he had three weeks left of wonderful guttural noises. As he sat there enjoying that, His daughter, Holly, walked into the room, looking at him with a bemused face. "I still can't believe that you'd do something as dastardly as eating a guy on his birthday. I'm still kind of mad at you for that, **you weren't even invited to the party!**
 
*chuuuurn, glorp, glurrrgle*
 
  "I know right, they were about to kick me out, but they got hooked on my singing, and let me stay instead! Even the birthday mook took a shine to me! So I took him back to a room back at the place and-" Holly lifted a paw to interrupt him. "Let me guess, you both fucked each other silly until he passed out, then you swallowed him up afterwards, and snuck outta the party with no one noticing right!? "Uhhh, yeah, that's the jist of it, I made sure no one knew we left for the room" Cid said. "Now there are posters all over town about the missing snorlax" Holly scolded him, "And *you* were the last one seen with him, you better not go into town for a good long while after this, or they might start asking questions!" Holly finished walking off in a huff.
 
*Slorsh, blurrble, grmmmmmble*
 
  *Sigh* "Oh boy, looks like I gotta lay low for a while huh" Cid said to himself. "At least you've got it better than me right now huh big guy?" Cid asked what was left of Dorell, not that the former snorlax could answer, given his liquefied state. This was gonna be a loooong month.
 
*Glork*
 
  Dorell found himself feeling strange when he woke up, he's surprised he managed to wake up at all since he remembers being digested. What's more strange was where he found himself in an orange grassy field with a pastel pink sky. In the distance, he saw pokemon in the distance, doing various things, like their environment is normal. He saw another snorlax in the distance, one he instantly recognized. "Uncle Robert!" He shouted as he ran over to him. It had been over a decade since he's seen the elderly snorlax, he had gone missing then, to think he's find him here aof all places. "Who's makin' all that noise, have you lost yo' goddamn mind!" The old grump of a snorlax says, but when he looks to see who's running towards him, his face turns into one of terror and lament. "Oh no, Dorell you poor bastard, he got you too!" Dorell stopped running when he said that. "Wait, you mean Cid!?" "Yes!!!" Robert said "That little sumbitch got me while I was sleepin!" "But if he got you, how did you get here?" Dorell asked. "The same way you did my boy." Robert answered "He digested the shit outta me!"
 
  The two talked for a while, and Dorell learned that where he ended up was a place that Cid and Holly made using their life energies, and that it's where they sent the souls of those they've digested, a haven of sorts, to make up for eating them. "Sorry to break it to ya Dorell, but if you're here, it means you're technically dead." Robert said solemly. "So that means all the other pokemon here are... wow, just wow" Dorell said to himself with his paws on the side of his head in disbelief. "It's not easy to take in I know" Robert says, consoling his nephew. "Why don't you go introduce yourself to the others, I bet they're dying to know how you got ate, hehe" Robert says with a laugh. Disregarding his uncle's levity, he made his way to an Audino and pikachu talking with one another.
 
  Cid sat in his room alone, contemplating that fateful night while his guts were still making noise. "He tasted so good man, just like another snorlax I had, hehe." I think I'll pay a visit to Fulton, I think it's about time I roughed him up a bit, my losing streak ends today! He hopped off his bed and headed towards the Indeedee's mystery dungeon, certain that he'll win this time for sure.