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Cynthia stood on the battlefield, her face flushed with embarrassment and anger at her loss to the
opposing trainer. She had been so confident in her team's abilities - after all, she WAS the Sinnoh
League Champion. But Milotic and its trainer had proven to be quite the formidable opponents,
and in the end, the serpentine dragon-type pokémon's sheer bulk and power reigned supreme.
"Well fought," Cynthia said grudgingly, extending a hand to shake. The trainer accepted it with a
smirk.
"Thanks. You're not so bad yourself, for a Champion. But I think my Milotic deserves a special
reward for this victory, don't you?"
The trainer turned to her massive Water-type. "Milotic, baby, you were amazing out there! How
about a little treat, hmm?' Milotic chirped happily, its fins wiggling in anticipation.
The trainer turned back to Cynthia, a wicked glint in her eye. "In fact, I think you'll do nicely as her
reward. Come here, Champ."
Cynthia's eyes widened. "W-what? You can't be serious..." But the trainer was already advancing
on her, her hands reaching out.
"I'm very serious. Milotic deserves to eat a fat, juicy trainer as a treat, and you're the only one
around." She grabbed Cynthia by the arms. She struggled, but her grip was iron-tight. "Milotic, open
up for me, sweetie." The milotic obliged, its massive jaws parting to reveal a dripping, slimy orifice. Cynthia thrashed in
the trainer's grasp, but it was no use. She lifted her up and shoved her headfirst towards
Milotic's waiting maw.
"N-no, please! This is insane!" Cynthia cried out, her voice rising in pitch as the trainer's hands
pushed her deeper into Milotic's mouth. "You can't do this! I'm the CHAMPION!"
"Was the champion," the trainer corrected with a laugh. Now you're just a snack." And with that,
she shoved Cynthia in the rest of the way, up to her waist.
