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Desperate pants of air echo throughout your body. Your limbs deny to respond when you command them to move, and even your tongue flops helplessly out your open mouth, letting gravity take over. The Toxicroak is still standing on your neck, licking his lips and stroking his growling belly.
You notice his hunger.
"Can he really contain me? I mean, he can't possibly hope to be able to eat me at the size I am!" You think to yourself. He doesn't seem to mind the size difference though. But he still feels like rubbing it in a legendary's face that he easily defeated you. He lifts one of his leg and stomps at your head, laughing. He digs his heel into your soft skin, and hops down to the ground. Your stomach growls for food and he takes notice to it. He faces your head.
"Aw, hungry little guy? It's a shame you won't be able to taste this!" He began displaying his body in front of you. He even slid his leg across your flopped out tongue, giving you a sample of what you can't have. Oh the flavor! What you wouldn't give to chomp him into your mouth right now.
His insults worked as you began to struggle in frustration and bark out a desperate growl in response. The venom held you back however, stopping you from making any retaliating insults to the purple frog.
With a few more snickering croaks, he ordered his fellow Croagunk pack members to roll you onto your belly. They walk around to your right side and push against your massive blue gut. Feeling the teetering power of gravity, they successfully push you over. So instead of lying on your back, you are now lying on your gut, with your arms against your sides, and as for your legs and tail, they're lined up, making you easier to be devoured.
The Toxicroak begins to pat his belly happily, making hollow noises in his shiny purple skin.
"Oh, I can't wait to gulp you down. I might be full for days!" He chuckles aloud. The two Croagunks look at each other in discomfort.
"Boss, are you sure about eating this guy? He's might be 3 times your size!" One says.
"Yeah! And what happens if the venom wears off?" The other asks.
"Hey, I can take this guy! And don't worry about the poison either! This stuff should last for en entire day." He replies back to his companions.
You gulp in fear as he lifts your head up, to bring you face to face with his open mouth.
SNAP!
And just like that, your head is consumed by the frog. The other Croagunks gasp in surprise, seeing that he's going to try. He croaks out loud in fulfillment. Your long white neck is sucked inside his throat as if it was a giant noodle. Your large head already hits the end of his stomach, just when he reaches your shoulders. You curl up, as he somehow fits your shoulders inside, beginning to swallow your back and arms.
You realize the power in his gulps decrease by each passing moment though; he's clearly having a rough time eating you. His stomach is now already full, and has expanded to great lengths. His belly has become outrageously round, and plops down to the ground. The Toxicroak is lifted up a few inches due to the size change of his gut, to the point that his feet can barely touch the ground. His legs are splayed out, as he's stuck on swallowing your large belly. He gestures the Croagunks to come over, as one begins to grab your ass cheeks and push inside, while the other rubs his leader's gut, trying to help digestion.
With the help of his little friends, he manages to sink your belly down into his gaping mouth. Your legs slowly slide in, as your tail is slurped up inside of his throat, just like your neck. You are fully curled up inside of the amphibian, wondering if you as his meal were more satisfying than painful.
His gut pushes against the ground lifting his footing from the ground. He rolls onto his back and belches aloud.
"That...by far....was the greatest prey I ever ate..." He manages to blow out a few words before passing out. You lose the last of your oxygen, and lose consciousness and drift away, passing out. You feel the Croagunks walk up to their leader, hugging his massive belly, satisfied with their leader being pleased.
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