>>56915677Is it full of CYNTHIASIMPS or what
The sound of deafening squelches assaulting her eardrums was quick to be joined by the faint beating of his heart, letting her know full well that she’d begun her descent into his body in earnest. Her arms were pinned to her sides, leaving only her hips and legs stiffly hanging from his maw. Said legs refused to respond to her whims even as her predicament looked more dangerous by the second, with most of her frame securely packed into his gullet and left at the mercy of the undulating muscles. Her desperate bid to fight came to naught, and she was struck with a feeling of helplessness that’d been completely alien to her until now. After all, her notoriously powerful team was out of reach with her Poké Balls tucked away into her coat pocket, awaiting their next battle while blissfully unaware of their beloved Trainer’s one-way trip into a deadly stomach.
Lucian backed up against the nearest bed and carefully lowered himself onto its mattress, the palms of his hands finding purchase atop the bedspread. Already he could feel Cynthia’s motionless body start to stretch out his gut, straining the fabric of his top as it bloated outwards by the second, although the historian’s complaints about the matter were sufficiently muffled beneath the flesh and cloth sealing her off from the outside world. He eased his head back, slurping around her waist and letting it sink past his tongue with a swallow. Gravity helped push her along, thighs engulfed with little effort through great, rolling swallows with her calves and ankles quickly following suit. Soon only her socked feet remained, left paralyzed even as he teasingly curled his tongue around her soles and let them slowly slide down his gullet.
With one last gulp and a small gasp, the reigning Champion of the Sinnoh League had vanished forever.
