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"Ugh" you groan, reluctantly looking at your Kanto Pokedex. "How is catching all 151 pokemon and storing them in a PC going to make me a Pokemon Master?, My place is in the Pokemon league not crawling around long grass on my hands and knees". You walk in to a clearing, "why am I even doing this? Professor Oak Is the one with the dream and yet he just sits there in his lab doing absolutely nothing". "OK what's next to catch?" You say glancing at your Pokedex once more "Arbok" You reach for a poke ball and your belt and toss it in to the air, the ball opens and a red light pours out to reveal a Wartortle who looks as displeased as you are to be searching for wild pokemon again "Come on Torrent start looking for an Arbok", Wartortle looks at you blankly, You sigh "Big purple snake, Come on Torrent its not difficult".
The Pokemon's eyes widen and he begins to look like he is choking on something "Oh My goodness" you exclaim "How on earth are we going to tackle the pokemon league If you get scared at the thought of a wild pokemon?" Your Pokemon's face is now transfixed with fear. "Look do you want me to put you back in your ball?" Suddenly your Pokemon darts away in to the bushes. "Hey" you call almost angrily "get back here Torrent". You are about to run after him when a flash of purple slams in to your legs. Startled you crash to the ground your Pokedex skids across the ground then starts to read out "Arbok - Cobra Pokemon
It is rumored that the ferocious warning markings on its belly differ from area to area."
You lay on the floor, dazed. As your vision comes back to focus You see the blurred out line of a huge purple snake. "Whur?" you stammered, "ah an Arbok you reach for the poke balls on your belt only to find that you arms are pinned tightly at your sides. You realise that the Arbok has forms several strong coils around your body making you virtual immobile. Startled you begin to struggle The Arbok then positions its face directly in-front of yours. You both make eye contact, The Arbok looks at you but it is not a look of anger or of vengeance but more of pity. You are unable to struggle, Frozen with fear. The Pokemon's Lips part and you hear a "Click" as the snake unhinges its jaws. Its fork tongue departs from the mouth and slides gently across your face Leaving behind it a slick, snail-trail of saliva.
Then in a calm and deliberate manor the Arbok leans forward and clamps its fleshy jaws around your head, You are sealed in darkness. but the humidity is overwhelming it is like boiling some water and holding your face again the rising steam. The Arbok uses its long body to force more of you in to its impatient maw, and takes in your shoulders. Your face presses against a small hole at the back of the snakes mouth that happily opens up to except you. The huge Pokemon opens its mouth slightly and you are introduced to a long passageway of rings of muscle that is lit by long stands of saliva.
The Arbok swallows and you are pushed forward into the gargantuan throat the lips now hold your arms at your sides preventing any possible means of escape. Arbok realises that you are helpless now. and loosens its coils around your body. For any observer the obvious out line making its way down the underside of the snakes neck was of human decent. Only your legs can be seen sticking out of the Pokemon's mouth now and the Arbok has completely let go with its coils letting the pulsating gullet do the rest of the work.
You groan in discomfort as your are co pressed and squeezed deeper in to the Pokemon, The rings of muscle contract and relax around you, relentlessly cramming you downwards. The Arbok finishes by sucking it your legs like thick stands of spaghetti. Then relaxes to experience the glorious sensation of you sliding gradually down its oesophagus. Then finally as it feels you descend gracefully in to its eager stomach the snake sighs contently feeling your wriggling form massage its stomach walls. It pats its swollen paunch with its tails and slithers away happy in full knowledge that it wont need an other meal for weeks.
The Pokemon's eyes widen and he begins to look like he is choking on something "Oh My goodness" you exclaim "How on earth are we going to tackle the pokemon league If you get scared at the thought of a wild pokemon?" Your Pokemon's face is now transfixed with fear. "Look do you want me to put you back in your ball?" Suddenly your Pokemon darts away in to the bushes. "Hey" you call almost angrily "get back here Torrent". You are about to run after him when a flash of purple slams in to your legs. Startled you crash to the ground your Pokedex skids across the ground then starts to read out "Arbok - Cobra Pokemon
It is rumored that the ferocious warning markings on its belly differ from area to area."
You lay on the floor, dazed. As your vision comes back to focus You see the blurred out line of a huge purple snake. "Whur?" you stammered, "ah an Arbok you reach for the poke balls on your belt only to find that you arms are pinned tightly at your sides. You realise that the Arbok has forms several strong coils around your body making you virtual immobile. Startled you begin to struggle The Arbok then positions its face directly in-front of yours. You both make eye contact, The Arbok looks at you but it is not a look of anger or of vengeance but more of pity. You are unable to struggle, Frozen with fear. The Pokemon's Lips part and you hear a "Click" as the snake unhinges its jaws. Its fork tongue departs from the mouth and slides gently across your face Leaving behind it a slick, snail-trail of saliva.
Then in a calm and deliberate manor the Arbok leans forward and clamps its fleshy jaws around your head, You are sealed in darkness. but the humidity is overwhelming it is like boiling some water and holding your face again the rising steam. The Arbok uses its long body to force more of you in to its impatient maw, and takes in your shoulders. Your face presses against a small hole at the back of the snakes mouth that happily opens up to except you. The huge Pokemon opens its mouth slightly and you are introduced to a long passageway of rings of muscle that is lit by long stands of saliva.
The Arbok swallows and you are pushed forward into the gargantuan throat the lips now hold your arms at your sides preventing any possible means of escape. Arbok realises that you are helpless now. and loosens its coils around your body. For any observer the obvious out line making its way down the underside of the snakes neck was of human decent. Only your legs can be seen sticking out of the Pokemon's mouth now and the Arbok has completely let go with its coils letting the pulsating gullet do the rest of the work.
You groan in discomfort as your are co pressed and squeezed deeper in to the Pokemon, The rings of muscle contract and relax around you, relentlessly cramming you downwards. The Arbok finishes by sucking it your legs like thick stands of spaghetti. Then relaxes to experience the glorious sensation of you sliding gradually down its oesophagus. Then finally as it feels you descend gracefully in to its eager stomach the snake sighs contently feeling your wriggling form massage its stomach walls. It pats its swollen paunch with its tails and slithers away happy in full knowledge that it wont need an other meal for weeks.
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