Another Third Person Pikachu Vore

It was six o clock in the evening, Ezzekian time.  There were two figures walking along a trail in a vast forest.  They were two young men.  The first was 13 years old, and the second was 19.  Their names were Trey and Joseph.  The two of them were brothers, and close friends.  Trey was clad in street clothes, and carried nothing on him but a single pokeball, since he was a young Pokemon trainer.  Joseph, however, was wearing light leather body armor and a navy blue cap.  He had a handgun in a holster at his side.  Joseph had never been very good with Pokemon.  Instead, he had recently been recruited to the police forces in the next town over, which is why the two of them were headed that direction.  Little did they know what awaited them both.
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Meanwhile, farther along the path, there was a Pikachu scavenging the bushes.  Its supply of berries had recently run dry, so it was out scavenging for more.  This Pikachu was different, however.  This one was six feet tall, easily taller than most people around those parts, where many of the midget-like Easterns lived.  The large Pokemon sighed.  It had been searching for hours, and still had found nothing.  The travelers coming by must have swept the area clean of berries a while ago.  The Pikachu’s stomach growled.  Frowning, it rubbed its empty belly.  Hopefully it would find food soon.  Its ears pricked.  Someone was coming.  Quickly, the Pikachu dove into the bushes, which were just enough to conceal it.  Then, two humans walked by.  They appeared to be healthy travelers, and were rather young.  Perhaps they were friendly.  Cautiously, the Pikachu emerged from the brush.
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“Whoa!  Look!” pointed Trey.

“What is it?” asked Joseph, turning.

Then they both saw an enormous Pokemon come on to the path behind them.  It was abnormally tall, easily a foot higher than both of each of them.  Joseph’s hand went to his gun, but he had no intention of attacking.  It was just good natured caution.  Trey, however, whipped out his pokeball.  The Pikachu just stared at the both of them, fascinated.

“What are you doing?” Joseph asked Trey.

“It’s a giant Pikachu!” said Trey excitedly.  “This is a really rare find!  I’m going to catch it.”

Joseph glanced warily at the gigantic Pokemon.  “This is a really bad idea...”

“Whatever,” yawned Trey.  “Cyndaquil, let’s go!”  He threw his pokeball in the air, and a small Cyndaquil appeared in a flash of white light.

The Pikachu looked confused.  Did the human want to fight?  It was really hungry, and wasn’t in the mood, but fleeing would take even more energy.  The Pikachu sized up its opponents.  The younger one with his Cyndaquil could be easy enough to take, but the taller one with the gun would be tougher, since guns deal more damage.  The human with the firearm stepped off to the side, however.  All right, maybe this wouldn’t be so tough after all.


*BATTLE START   POKEMON TRAINER TREY   VS   GIANT PIKACHU*
Trey sent out Cyndaquil.
Cyndaquil used Ember!  Pikachu’s health: 90/100
*
The Pikachu stumbled backwards as the hot daggers of flame pierced it.  That Cyndaquil was an annoying little bugger.  Time to return the favor.
*
Pikachu used Thundershock!  Cyndaquil’s health: 15/50
*
“Come on!  You can do it!” Trey shouted encouragingly to his Cyndaquil as it tried to rise from the ground.
“Looks like you’re getting battered, bro.” noted Joseph from the sidelines.  He pulled his handgun.  “Let me give you a hand.”
*
Joseph stepped into battle.  Joseph shot Pikachu!  Pikachu’s health: 30/100
*
This was bad, the Pikachu knew.  That gun was pretty strong.  It knew it had to act quickly if it didn’t want to be defeated.
*
Pikachu used Thunder wave!  Joseph was paralyzed!
Joseph is paralyzed!
Pikachu used slam!  It was a critical hit!  Joseph’s health: 0/80
Joseph was defeated!
*
Breathing heavily, Joseph slumped against a tree.  “That knocked the wind out of me...”
Trey approached him.  “Sorry, man.  I got you involved in this.  Here, take this.”  Trey tossed an escape rope into Joseph’s lap.
“But-“ before he could finish, Joseph was warped from the forest, and back into the town they came from.
“All right,” Joseph sighed to himself, looking at the giant Pikachu, whose energy was still solid.  He wasn’t sure he could win, but he was sure going to try.  “Let’s do it!”
*
Trey returned to battle.  
Trey sent out Cyndaquil!  Cyndaquil used Tackle!
Pikachu countered the attack!  Cyndaquil’s health: 0/50
Trey was defeated!
*

The Pikachu heaved a sigh.  That was actually a tough battle.  It had won though, but all he ended up with was being even hungrier.  Its stomach growled again.  Frustrated, the Pikachu looked over at the human, who was examining his fainted Pokemon.  It was this little human’s fault that his hunt for berries had been interrupted, and he was now hungrier than ever.  A thought crossed the Pikachu’s mind as a smile came to its face.  Since this human was the cause of its troubles, the least he could do was pay it back.
Fortunately, Cyndaquil wasn’t damaged to badly.  A rest at the Pokemon center should be enough to patch him up.  Trey looked up to see the Pikachu coming towards him with a questionable look on its face.  He stood up to meet the Pokemon, who was still a head taller than him anyway.

“What do you want?” Trey asked the Pikachu, who was coming closer still.  “You won, okay?  I’m just going to take Cyndaquil and leave.  Trey was backed against a tree now, and the Pikachu was staring straight down at him.
The Pikachu then grabbed the human by his arms and lifted him up.  He began to struggle, but the Pikachu kept its grip.  Once it was done with this human, it wouldn’t even need to find any berries.  ‘Well, here goes nothing.’ the Pikachu thinks to itself as it brings the human’s head forward.

Trey stared at the Pikachu’s mouth, which was wide open.   He could see the fleshy lining of its mouth, and the strands of saliva that hung from its roof.  He didn’t expect it when his head was suddenly brought forward into it.
The next thing he felt was warmth and darkness as the giant Pokemon’s lips sealed around his neck.  At first, he didn’t know what to think.  What was it doing?  His question was answered as he was brought forward even more.  His head slid over the slimy pink tongue, until it touched the entrance to the throat.  It was eating him?!  Frantically, Trey began to struggle.  Although it was somewhat difficult, the Pikachu kept a firm hold on him, and shoved is head into its throat.

Trey couldn’t believe this was happening.  When you get beaten by a Pokemon, it’s supposed to laugh in your face, and then run away.  It’s not supposed to eat you!  Yet he was now sliding down the massive Pokemon’s throat.  He kept trying to struggle, but it proved to be pointless in such a tight space, and he lost all his stamina within seconds.  Eventually, he just succumbed to the situation as the throat muscles systematically pulled him down.
At this point, the Pikachu saw, only the human’s legs were sticking out of its mouth.  It managed a tight smile.  The human had given up the struggle.  This should be easier now.  It continued to swallow him, taking quick little gulps.  Soon enough the boy’s sneakers disappeared within the Pikachu, encasing his whole within it.  To a passerby, the Pikachu would appear to have a large bulge running down its body.  It took one final swallow, sending the last of the human to its belly.

The next thing Trey felt was himself being pushed out into a more open space.  It didn’t take long for the rest of him to be squeezed out like toothpaste into the tight, squishy sack.  He had to curl up, but not uncomfortably so.  This was terrifying.  He was now trapped at the center of the giant Pikachu, completely bound to its mercy.  Strangely, though, it was also calming.  There was no acid in the stomach, and it was warm....  and wet.  Although he was still scared, Trey put on a brave face and said, “Well, I guess it could be worse.  I just hope Cyndaquil’s okay...”

On the outside, the Pikachu rubbed its swollen belly, hoping to calm the human.  It looked over at the unconscious Cyndaquil.  Surely it couldn’t just leave it there.  The Pikachu scooped up the Cyndaquil in its arms and headed back to its den.  It certainly wasn’t hungry anymore.  In a few days, once it had felt the human had learned his lesson, it would let him out.  In the meantime, why not just enjoy having him in there?  After all, the Pikachu worked hard for it.