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Chapter #4
The feraligatr continues enjoying its prey.
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The vulpix squealed and struggled as the tight and wet throat sucked her in deeper and deeper. It was up around her stomach now and she could feel the rippling throat muscles at her hindpaws, pulling her further in. She began to be pushed down faster, and felt more of her fur getting sticky and wet with saliva. She felt a movement as the predator eating her lifted up its head. Soon only her face and muzzle was still in the mouth, she was panicking even more now now, she looked out at the says of sunlight through the massive and sharp teeth, the last of daylight she would see.
Now, all she saw was pink as her whole body was squeezed in the tight confines of a throat. She desperately tried to scratch the sides, do something to end this, but nothing was working. She felt a finger pressing on her from the outside, and a muffled voice that sounded like "Mmmurrrrrr" This sent her into another fit of wriggling and trying to twist her body around.
After what seemed like an eternity, she passed through a ring of muscle and felt most of the tightness disappear. She realized that she was being deposited into the beast's stomach. She felt her whole body being sucked into the wet sack and kicked and squirmed as much as she could. As soon as her head was out she begin to writhe around and wriggle at full force, trying to get whoever ate her to spit her out. She soon became exhausted, and stopped her attacks, laying down. She felt the stomach move all around constantly, the walls contracting. She got up again, ready for another attack.
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The dragonair watched enviously while the feraligatr swallowed its prey down, tracing the wriggling bulge down its throat with its finger, and murring all the while. The dragonair's eyes narrowed.
"That was supposed to be MY vulpix," He thought angrily, "That feraligatr has no right to take whats mine!"
The dragonair's eyes followed the bulge the vulpix made down the feraligatr, where it dissapeared in the chest are and reappeared on the belly. The feraligatr smiled and rubbed its belly a bit, then it casually swam out of the pond, and walked into the forest surrounding it. Little did it know that it was being followed.
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