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The Adventures of Lulu - Page 28 - Dash and Dine - By Megaladong - Overview
You've always been a fast pikachu. You believe you could easily dash at full speed and out run the beast. You run speed zigzagging to make it harder to pounce on. You pass under the tree. Just when you think you've made it a shadow engulfs you.
Suddenly you feel a force knock you to the ground pinning you. The persian timed its pounce perfectly. Terror fills you but before you can react claws dig into your hide and sharp fangs bite into your throat. You can't even fight back as the persian clamps down harder with it's teeth. It twists its head and you hear a loud pop as it breaks your neck. You lie there limp unable to move as the beast bleeds you. You hear a soft purring. This some how calms you as you approach death. As you black out you feel a peace come over you.

Now satisfied his meal is dead the persian releases the dead pikachu from its maw. He looks around to see if anyone is going to contest his kill. He sees no threats. He picks up the prey and holds the dead pikachu in his mouth as he climbs his tree to eat his meal in peace. He is amused that his prey was observant enough to see him but stupid enough to try and run passed him. He is much faster than even the fastest pikachu. It was oh so easy to time his jump.
This tree is his favorite spot. It's right off a main trail and passing inexperienced pokemon never see him waiting in the tree and even if they do they may be dumb enough to try and out run him. He usually likes to torture his prey but with pikachus, if you don't want to get shocked, it has to be a clean quick kill. He drags the pikachu on to the limb that he just pounced from. He wasn't even that hungry but he loves the thrill of killing weak pokemon. He works the pikachu over getting it into a position where he can snack on his favorite part of a pikachu, the back haunches. Once in position he begins to lick down the area. This is when he realizes that this was a young female pikachu and a fertile one at that. He has a twinge of regret for not fucking her instead of killing her. He was much more horny than hungry. He hasn't had a good fuck since he left the city but what's done is done.
He begins to bite off large succulent chuncks of meat. She was young and tender but a bit lean. The persian prefers fat little pikachus but he hasn't seen one of those for a time. Still this was one of the best meals he has had in a while.
The Persian spends the next thirty or so minutes toying with her and eating her most delicious parts. When he's had his fill he drops the partly eaten corpse off the limb on to the path below. It makes a sickening splat sound. He knows the corpse will be gone by tonight as scavengers will pick her clean. He leaves the limb to go back to his den. He will be back tomorrow to hunt again on poor unexpecting prey but for now he leaves satisfied.

Laying on the path now is a mangled bloody furry mess of what use to be a pikachu. Shortly after the persian left a few pidgeys who watched the whole thing and have been waiting patiently, swoop down and begin pecking at the corpse. Before they can get their fill a larger pidgeotto flys down a spreads its wings in an intimidating way and scares away the pidgeys. The pidgeotto goes for the guts of the pikachu gulping them down like spaghetti noodles. After a few minutes alone the pidgeotto is interrupted by a pack of five vulpix that have come from the woods. The vulpix surround the pidgeotto growling and snarling. After a short stand off the pidgeotto flys away. The vulpix quickly start tearing the pikachu's corpse apart. The sounds of snapping bones and snarling fills the air. In no time at all the vulpix disappear the remains. What they couldn't eat for themselves they carry the pieces that they will feed to their young back with them in their mouths. They leave nothing behind.

Thus ending your story. You have been torn apart and eaten by many diffrent pokemon. You now rest in many stomachs. You are forgotten by the tribe and even the persian as just another meal. You leave no legacy. But hey, at least you were tasty!
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