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Here's my Vore Day project! Every day from 8/8 onwards, I'll be picking one of the 18 Pokemon types and doing a unique vore scenario with them, under the rationale of regional Pokemon from a place that revolves around subjugating humans. Be sure to read the short story below if you need a better grasp on what's going on!
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You don't think you could ever have conceived of a more humiliating way to meet your end. You were just daydreaming and minding your own business, when you found yourself ambushed by a Wooper of all things. It didn't even bother attacking or pinning you down - the first and last you saw of it was its wide open mouth engulfing your head, effortlessly swallowing you whole like its lack of arms meant absolutely nothing to it. You don't know how long it's been since then, but the Wooper's stomach is unbearably hot and steamy - you can't work up the energy to move much, and you've been incredibly light headed for a long time now, so thinking straight proves to be very difficult too.
The one thing you're able to discern is that whatever your body is going through right now, it's not in the slightest bit natural. Granted, being digested alive is something no living thing should have to go through, but the longer this goes on, the less the heat seems to bother you. In fact, as you recognize the shape of your body starting to fade, melting into an indistinct mess not unlike smooth, melted chocolate, it occurs to you that starting to EMANATE heat yourself. And quite a lot of it, too - nevermind being as hot as an oven, your heat could probably melt steel at this rate. And yet, based on the way Wooper is shuddering and shaking, it seems to actually enjoy this a lot.
Now reduced to gooey magma within the tadpole's body, you feel yourself pumped all through Wooper, becoming a fiercely glowing lining just beneath their surface. It seems to become very excitable and energetic from that point onwards, in stark contrast to you - any movements your gooey form makes are incredibly slow and thick, not to mention involuntary, and you quickly lose track of what it's like to have a form of your own. You do appreciate what attention you get from the other Wooper brethren, sometimes feeling excited rubs and nuzzles against you from the outside, but you're otherwise so relaxed and content that you barely think anymore.
Your entire reason for existing seems to have amounted to little more than a coming of age ritual for a now very happy Wooper. But you didn't need to be a person anymore anyway, right...?
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#0194 WOOPER: THE RED HOT POKEMON. ITS DIGESTIVE SYSTEM BREAKS A HUMAN DOWN INTO MOLTEN MAGMA, GIVING IT PERMANENT HEAT AND A FIERCE, FIERY GLOW.