You let out a terrified squeak as you proceed to tumble down into darkness--exactly what you were trying to avoid. There are berries above and below you, and you occasionally bump the wet walls of the esophagus on your way down. After what feels like an eternity of terrified falling, you feel yourself enter a cavernous space and you land heavily on the mound of berries. Quickly scrambling to your feet, you try your best to hide as more of the treat drop down to join you. Once the last berry is deposited, the stomach entrance flexes shut, sealing you to your fate.
The muscled walls of the stomach immediately get to work, writhing and contracting as they begin grinding the berries against each other. And as if things couldn't get any worse, the same walls begin to exude a pungent liquid, thick strings of it dribbling from the ceiling onto the churning pile of food. One especially thick, green glob lands on the berry right next to you, and you witness in horror as the fruit melts right before your eyes, instantly reduced to a pulpy mush--similar to what you'll look like soon if you never get out of this death pit.
The fleshy sac you're trapped in continues to churn its contents. The air is thick with the smell of fruits and gastric juices as the acids continue to rise to overtake the mound. Despite your best efforts to stay far away from the digestive juices, you feel the ground beneath gradually become soft and squishy as the food you're standing on begins to settle. Soon, however, there's nothing left you can do, and your small body joins the digestive soup, the last thing you remember hearing being the intense gurgling of the intestines just beyond the stomach walls.
The lickitung leans back against the cheri tree, rubbing its full, round tummy in an effort to sooth its stomach as it broke down its lunch. Because lickitung lacked teeth for chewing, they made up for it with their extremely potent stomach acids. Thinking of the cheri berries, it began drooling again. That batch of berries had been especially filling--and its belly seemed happy too, finally shrinking down as the solid fruits were liquefied. Quite content, the pokemon shuts its eyes, listening to the quiet gurgles coming from its tummy.
It also thought it may have heard a tiny squeak, but by that time, the massive pokemon was already asleep.
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