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The Adventures of Lulu - Page 127 - Welcome to the Club: A Fourth Place Finish - By Megaladong - Overview
You are going to let him kill you without shocking. It wouldn't stop him and it might make him even more pissed. He lunges his jaws forward and snaps them down on your soft throat. His sharp teeth tear deep into your exposed neck. You feel blood gush from you and down your chest. He digs his teeth around for a second to firmly grasp your jugular. You feel everything. It hurts but not as much as you would think. Once he has a good grip he yanks his head back, ripping your esophagus out of you. 

You watch in hopeless terror as Duke stands over with your own bloody limp esophagus in his maw. Your blood drips from his mouth. You bring your paws up to try and clasp a throat that is no longer there. You gargle out blood. Duke just looks at you with rage. He spits out your throat on the ground next to you. He looks at you as though he is about to go in for another bite but then he snorts like he's trying to hold back a laugh, blood droplets spew from his nostrils on to your face. He snorts again, this time a smile spreads across his face. He starts laughing, "hehe... hehe ha... Ha... HAHAHAHA..." He bust out into uncontrollable hysterical laughter. His eyes are glazed over. Duke looks like he's completely lost it. He laughs directly into your face. You can smell your blood on his breath and see chunks of your meat in his teeth. Blood fills your windpipe. You suddenly let out a loud painful sputter as the blood hits your lungs and you start convulsing. This grabs his attention and he instantly stops laughing but he is still smiling.

"Oh little pikachu. I like you. You remind me a lot of Tok. That's why I talked to you in the first place. I shouldn't have let my guard down. I'd be on Moki by now but this was fun too. I'll get her one day, don't worry about that. I wish I could have spent more time killing you, making it as terrible as possible. You deserve better than this but I got carried away. Please forgive me." Your body starts to relax and you let out a piss stream onto his back paw. It reeks of your heat. He stops talking, sniffs and looks down between your legs. "You know, I think you're attractive, even with a missing throat. That's how most my lovers end up anyways. Would you mind if I..." He looks back up into your eyes with an evil grin, "eat you out? It's the least I can do, after all you've done for me." You assume he means literally. Your eyes go wide and you try and tell him, 'no, please don't,' but all that comes out of your mouth are curdles of blood. "I'll take that as a yes." He licks his chops.

He brings his snout down to just above your pussy. Your body is now completely limp and you can hardly move at all. You are starting to faint. He sees this and says, "stay with me pikachu, you're going to miss the best part." He begins sticking his tongue in and out of your pussy, aggressively. It feels nice and you start to shiver. He maintains eye contact and his eyes start glowing red. His eyes have put you in a trance. The trance makes you fight off death longer than you would normally. Your vision tunnels but you push yourself hard to keep awake. His tongue feels nice and you were already horny. Plus, the thought of Duke eating you turns you on, for some reason. Maybe it's the trance. You hope it is. You orgasm quickly. Your legs twitch. You think to yourself, 'what the hell is wrong with me?' In the middle of your climax, Duke takes his tongue out, opens his jaws wide, hovering over your crotch, and clamps down. *CRUNCH* The pain is so intense it shocks you back to full consciousness. You scream, but all that happens is blood shoots from your windpipe. Your legs are still twitching from orgasming.

You look down on Duke. He has completely ripped your pussy out and is currently quickly chewing the meat. Your organs spill out onto the ground, making a sticky sloshing sound. It looks like Duke has gone completely feral. He has broken eye contact with you and is now looking at your gaping wound ravenously. You are no longer in his trance but you still have the feeling of wanting to be eaten by him. The pain subsides and you become numb and cold all over. You begin to pass out, this time trying not to fight it. Duke quickly swallows and lunges for another bite. He goes for more guts. He pulls but your tendons fight back. He drags you off the tree and your head hits the back of the ground. Thankfully, you now can't see or feel what Duke is doing to you. You are looking up into a beautiful green tree. A spearow is looking down at you with terror in its eyes. Duke shakes you around until he rips another chunk out. You hear him quickly gobble that down too. He then rips off your back left leg. The joint pops and cracks as he does. You hear him easily crunching the bone and mashing the meat into mush. Your ears start to ring and vision tunnels to a point. As you fade, a sense of peace comes over you.

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Duke snaps out of it. His entire head, front chest and front paws are coated in blood and gore. He must have blacked out. The last thing he remembers is biting into her crotch. He looks at her now. From her rib cage down, there is nothing except random bits of gore, her white spinal cord, and a yellow heart shaped tail. He even reached up into the chest cavity and ate her lungs and heart.

 *rrrrrrrrr-gllllurrrp*

His stomach hurts and he cringes in pain, indigestion. He ate her too fast and didn't chew enough. He walks over to the side and throws up. A large amount of bloody vomit comes out. It has in it, yellow fur, large chunks of guts and meat, and ground up bones. He sniffs the vomit. It smells like her. He picks through the vomit and eats most of it, this time taking it slower and thoroughly chewing.

With most of the vomit cleaned up, his stomach is now full and much happier. It gurgles and groans as it digest its tasty pikachu dinner. It hadn't eaten in days. When he hunts Moki, he doesn't want to be bogged down with a full stomach. The hunt is over now anyways. The pikachu probably led him way off her path. Noble little thing but foolish. Moki usually only stays out for a handful of days then heads back. He got a late start this hunt due to unforeseen circumstances. She's probably already back home now. He'll have to wait a few months before she comes back out.

Duke starts cleaning himself of blood. Most of it has already dried so it takes a while. When he's done, he gets up and stretches. He feels better than he ever has. He is no longer conflicted. Before, some small part of him always felt bad about what he was going to do to Moki but he suppressed it. Now that part of him no longer exists and he can't wait to plunge his cock into Moki.

He looks back to the pikachu. She is laying there, throat gone with dim eyes to the sky. Duke thinks to himself, 'she's definitely worthy of the room.' He loved killing her. He walks over to her and bites into her neck. He makes quick work and decapitates her. Her spine makes a satisfying crack and her head rolls off. He walks over and picks her head up by one of the ears. He trots off with her, heading back to his den. It will be a few days journey but at least he has company. He leaves what little is left of her to the scavengers. 

Over the next few days he walks back to the den. Traveling mostly at night and sleeping during the day. The pikachu head starts to rot but he eats it as he goes. The cheeks were very chewy and had a strong acid taste but he liked it. He ripped the jaw off and ate that too. He gnawed on the ears like raw hides. He even ate her brains and eyes. She was a nice little to-go-meal. By the time he got back to his den, there was nothing left except a clean white pika-skull. 

He walks into the den, with the skull. The den is a small cave on a small rocky and lightly forested hill. In the back of the den is a narrow tunnel that goes back even farther to a small room. He enters the small room with the skull. He lights up his yellow markings so he can see better. In the room, are more skulls, over a dozen, all neatly organized in rows. In the front left corner is a charmeleon skull, next to it, a ponyta's, and next to that, a row of four deerling skulls. Back further there are all sorts of different species of Pokémon skulls. Duke sets the pikachu's down in front of him and sits on his hind legs. He looks around the room, "hmmmmm," he's deciding where to place her. He licks his chops, trying to recall her taste. She was such a fun kill. He thinks for a minute. 'After Spring but before Autumn,' he makes up his mind and heads over to the second deerling skull. He picks it up and moves it to the right. Then he spends the next few minutes reorganizing the arrangement of the skulls. With a spot now made, he places the pikachu skull in the hole. A place of honor, between the first and second deerling skulls. He then lays down on his side in front of the pikachu skull, hikes his leg into the air and licks his dick. He looks directly at her skull, where her eyes would be, and masturbates to the thought of fucking and killing her. When he gets closer to climaxing he drags the skull, with a free paw, just in front of the tip of his dick. When he blows, he rotates his head so he can keep licking but not get in the way. His dick twitches and hot cum shoots out in long powerful ribbons, draping over the pikachu's skull. The cave is cool and humid and steam wafts off the warm cum.

Duke finishes jizzing and lays there for a minute panting, admiring his work. He licks his dick clean, then pushes the skull back in its place, leaving the cum on top. He gets up, stretches and leaves the room. As he exits the room, Duke smiles and mumbles, without looking back, "welcome to the club, little pikachu."

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Thus ending your story. You were brutally killed protecting friends. A noble way to go, but how long will it end up delaying Moki's fate? You are forgotten by the tribe but not by Duke. At least once every other week, he pulls your skull out to jizz on it. While he masturbates to you, he enjoys recalling how you tasted, how you gargled for air after he ripped your throat out and how you orgasmed, just before he ripped into your pelvis. He wishes he would have fucked you before he killed you and likes to reimagine the encounter. It's only a month before your position in the line of skulls is knocked down a rank. A houndour skull now rests in between the ponyta's and deerling's. You leave no legacy but hey, at least you are still bringing pleasure to Duke. 
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