FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

On a warm summer's day, one so muggy and bright,

The peaceful whisper of the wind, not a cloud in sight.

You and your Pokemon, a Manetric so fine,

A Hippowdon so calm, a Lapras' blue shine,

Sit aside a TV; they play fight as you see,

Some newscast reporting news of a prophecy,

The beginning of a contest, you realize,

Images stabilize; you start to fantasize,

"Yes!" you cry, "what a beautiful event indeed!

Pokemon can fight, sure, but do they hold some greed?"

As proposed, Pokemon, no matter what their size,

Shall "Catch Em All" for an anticipated prize.

Anxious, you call your poke pals into their balls,

"Okay team, we're heading out to Vendetta Falls!"

20 miles, by bike, carried you all the way there,

"Alright, we're here..." you approach quietly and stare,

Dozens of Pokemon, differing weight and height,

Consuming their own trainers, whom didn't dare fight,

You shivered at the sight; trainers sliding down necks,

Bulges from within, falling into large stomachs.

Surprisingly, no spectators... you looked around,

Yet, through your efforts, Pokemon would be abound.

Finally, you found a person worth looking for,

Orbiting the scene; you approach and you implore,

"Ma'am? Is this the event? The place with the contest?"

"Indeed! You've found us; follow me along, I request."

"Okay. Ma'am... do you know where everybody's at?"

"Inside of those bellies. That's why they're all so fat."

She's right! Everywhere a Pokemon was to be,

Had distorted stomachs; you shook with energy.

Strangely, there were no two similar Pokemon;

They were each different - it was strange; was it a con?

The field eventually flooded with random "bait",

Unaware that they'd soon have to participate,

In the consumption of themselves and the trainers...

Together in harmony; then the host enters.

"Quite the layout here, huh? Join us! Waddaya say?"

You didn't hesitate, just said, "Show me the way!"

He hurriedly showed you the way, to a Goodra,

"Okay then, when you're ready, enter its maw."

You tilted your head, confused, "I'm here to compete!"

The man smiled, "First, you'll need to be a Poke Treat."

He continued, "Just do it. Everyone else must."

You nodded. _Fine. But this is just simply unjust. _

You opened her maw, hesitating at the smell,

Of her breath, slime, saliva... you wanted to yell,

Then she made a move; you stood there, drowning in doubt,

She soaked you in liquids, shaking you all about.

Quickly, you escaped. You fell. I should undress.

"Wait Goodra. Let me rid of the clothes I possess."

She backed away, eagerly eyeing your physique

As you stood there, taken aback. She stared, eyes bleak.

All but your undergarments were off. I'm ready.

She licked your cheek. You whispered, "Steady girl. Steady."

Goodra stood above you, licking at your dry flesh,

Dampening you with her own slippery pink flesh,

She hugged your head, pressing you into her soft chest,

Covering you in slimy goop. You felt Caressed...

Until the dragon shoved your head into her mouth,

All of her apparent feelings for you went south.

She sucked on your head and shoulders with mighty greed,

You were startled, but you surely had to concede -

You had practiced with your Pokemon; it was fun,

But this was for real. You can't simply flee or run.

You were forced around with her tongue against your will.

Surprisingly, she'd chew on you if you stayed still.

So you wiggled and twisted, jiggled and persisted,

You're hardly sane; No longer had you existed.

Unlike the other times you did this, you could tell

That this dragon wanted you dead. She tolled your bell,

Your likely fate kept you from enduring

Your liveliness, faith; You released your pals, hoping,

That they'd set you free from the hell you've entered in...

You couldn't see. You could only laugh with a grin

As her lips sealed your fate, slowly sucking you down;

She was the conqueror; the winner of the crown.

In went your chest, followed soon by your meaty thighs,

She pulled you further in, lifting her head up high,

You rose, feet up in the sky, kicking and thrashing

The air like a psychopath. Now she was leaning

Against a boulder, sitting atop her thick tail,

She willed you further in; all you could do was wail.

The wind steadily sailed across your cold bare feet,

Which was all that was left. Soon you could hear the beat

Of Goodra's heart, along with her loud gulps and groans,

She tasted your feet for some time, making you moan.

Once she was done, she swallowed you down hard and fast,

Her mauve body bulging extensively. At last,

You entered her belly. You became part of her;

The dragon burped; digestion soon starts to occur,

Hot and humid, walls so fleshy, oh so slimy,

Covered in her juices; it was hot and misty,

Goodra played with her huge belly and hugged it tight,

You wince; alas, you tell yourself that this all might

Just be... Alright.

Snoring could soon be heard; she had tired herself out.

Her belly would soon shrink, however plump and stout,

Aroma filled your nose, heat overwhelmed you now,

All of this made you sleep. You became dragon chow.

Hence, dreams came fast, hitting you like a tidal wave,

Dreams of better times and the memories you'd save.

Then, a flash - emptiness consumed your inner thought...

Then nothingness. Black favored you... t'was all you got.

Then End...