Pika-CHUUUUUU," you squeeze your cheeks as hard as you can. If this thing is going to eat you, you're going to shock it first. Electricity flows from you into the slowpoke. He stops swallowing and groans in pain. You try to shock again but somehow your Thundershock has been disabled! You cry for help as the slowpoke begins gulping again. Before you know it your head is in the back of his throat. This is bad. He opens his mouth and fresh cool night air rushes into your face. You breathe it in knowing this will be your last time. You cry for help but soon the slowpoke gulps one last time and everything goes dark red then fades to black.
You feel so small and helpless in his throat. His muscles move you deeper easily. You try and fight back but the walls are slippery, your struggles just help you go down faster. Before long you feel your back paws start to burn then the rest of your body falls in his gut.
"No please!" You fight against the walls of the stomach but it's no use. They contract and start to fill with acid. They push you into a tight ball. It smells like vomit and river sludge. Soon the acid covers your mouth and you begin to drown. You could struggle more but you are completely demoralized. You feel like such an idiot. You may be the only pikachu to ever be eaten by a slowpoke. Your struggling would be useless anyways.
The stomach gurgles and grumbles as it digests you. It doesn't take long until you can no longer hold your breath. Your lungs force you to breathe in stomach acid. The pain is excruciating and it tastes like vomit. Your body fights as it dies but slowly it gives up. As you fade you feel a peace come over you.
"Hey, Mr. Slowpoke! Check this out," the young female pichu takes her front paws and puts them in the corner of her lips. She pulls her lips wide, sticks her tongue out, crosses her eyes and goes, "bluhhhhh!"
An older female pikachu runs over and scolds, "Tay, stop harassing the slowpoke. You shouldn't be rude to other Pokémon, they might gobble you up." The older pikachu has pale yellow fur and the black tops of her ears have some silver strands.
"No way a slowpoke could eat me! I'd have to be a dummy to get ate by him."
"Tay, are you back talking me?" The pikachu places her paws on her hips.
"No, Mrs. Kat," Tay pouts.
"Good, now apologize to the slowpoke."
The pichu turns to the slowpoke and mumbles begrudgingly, "I'm sorry Mr. Slowpoke."
"For," Mrs. Kat asks.
"For making a face at you." Tay looks down in shame and kicks a rock.
"Very good Tay, now go play with your friends and stay away from the slowpoke."
Tay runs off and joins a group of playing pichu.
The pikachu snaps her head around like she has eyes in the back of her head, "Joey!" She's yelling at a pichu near the edge of the forest. "You get back here, now!" She runs off to confront the pichu.
Before the slowpoke now, is a scrawny male pichu who looks a bit down. He's playing with a rock by himself. Three other male pichu approach the lone pichu. The pichu in the middle of the three is bigger and obviously the leader. He says to the lone pichu, "hey Jet, you think Lulu found a Thunder Stone yet?"
Jet looks up and says, "yep, she's probably already heading back right now as a raichu."
The pichu on the left says, "no way. She's for sure already got ate up!"
The pichu on the right chimes in, "yeah, I bet a charizard swooped down and cooked her alive then gobbled her down whole!"
The pichu in the middle says, "no way! That's way to cool of a way to go for Lulu. She probably got pecked to death by a bunch of spearow. I bet they started with her guts then ate her eyes out while she was still alive." Jet's eyes begin to fill with tears and his face looks mad.
The pichu on the left says, "Lulu is so dumb, I bet she walked straight in to that slowpoke's mouth and got ate up." The slowpoke burps and smacks his lips. The bullies look at the slowpoke and laugh out loud.
Jet yells at them with tears streaming down his face, "just wait and see! Lulu is going to come back as a raichu and then she'll beat you guys up."
"No, I bet a bunch of bellsprout tore her limb from limb," mocks the bully in the middle. Jet looks like he's going to fight them but runs off crying instead. The bullies laugh for a minute then the main one tells the others, "come on, let's play some charge tag." He takes his tail and touches the left pichu's tail. A spark runs down the tail of the pichu, "tag you're it!" The other two pichu run off laughing.
"Ow! Come on guys, why am I the one that's always it?" He runs off after his friends. The slowpoke is now left alone. His stomach gurgles and feels nice and full. 'Yummy,' he thinks. He just lays there, still fishing with his tail.
Thus ending your story. You were dumb enough to walk willingly into a slowpoke's mouth. You didn't even make it outside your tribe's territory. You are forgotten by the tribe and the slowpoke, mostly just because he's forgetful. You leave no legacy but hey, at least you were tasty!
