First Person Floatzel Vore

Hello mate, my name is Pete the Pirate!  What I'm about to tell you is a tale of treachery, adventure, and vore!

I could feel the cool sea breeze against my face as I sailed along in my small one man ship.  I was trying to make it to skull island.  When suddenly, I entered stormy waters (classic pirate adventure, eh?) my small boat was rocked back and forth, threatening to sink.  It took all my skill to keep the ship afloat. "Grrrrrrrrr...Blasted sea!" I shouted angrily.  Then, as if on cue, a wave of water came up on deck and washed over me.  "Greaaat. Just great." I muttered.  Just then, without warning, my ship hit a rock and my ship began to sink.  I was learched forward and flipped over the steering wheel onto the deck below.  "Jesus Christ!!!" I yelled in pain.  I managed to stumble to my feet and make my way up to the crows nest.  I looked down at the water rising beneath me.  Then, the pole supporting the crows nest snapped, and I plunged downward.

  I expectednto,land in water, but instead I found myself brutally tumbling onto a hard, sandy beach.  "Oy... that hurt..." I said under my breath.  I stood again, ( although it was more difficult this time.) and I looked around.  It was definetely an island, but not skull island.  "Where the blazes am I?" I wondered aloud.  I then proceeded into the forest on the island to explore (hey, it's the thrill of a good adventure that I live for!).  I saw many a wild pokemon.  Most of them looked rather friendly, but I kept my distance, just in case.

I wandered around until nightfall.  That's when I started to lose stamina.  I then heard a rustling in the bushes... "Oy!" I yelled pointing my my gun at the bush.  No response.  "Geh, I must be losing my marbles." I said putting the gun away.  I kept walking for a few hours more.  That's when I began to suffer from fatigue.  I decided to rest.  I look down at the ground and say "Well, this looks like a good spot to set up camp!"  I then flopped on my back and passed out (as if I had any real camping supplies.)  

When I awoke, it was still dark, just like before.  Except now there was something large, orange, and furry standing over me.  "I figured there was something following me." I thought.  I then stood up to face it.  It was a floatzel, about a head taller than me (which was scary, considering I was a full grown man).  I instinctively went for my pistol and sword, but they were gone.  "Are you alright?" the floatzel asked me through telapathy (in my world, it's perfectly normal for a pokemon to speak to you through telapathy).  "Uh, I'm fine." I said nervously.  Sensing I was afraid, the floatzel said, "don't worry, I won't hurt you."  Believe me, I wasn't scared (BELIEVE IT!!!).  I just didn't trust it.  "What's your name?" the floatzel asked in a friendly tone.  I cleared my throat and said "I'm Pete the Pirate! Adventurer extrordinare!" I said with pride.  "Oh yeah, and by the way, did you take my sword and pistol?"  The floatzel fidgeted "Uh... yes... they made me nervous..." the floatzel said looking at the ground.  "Where are they?" I asked crossing my arms.  "Over there..." the floatzel said pointing.  Sure enough, they were leaning against a tree.  Just as I was picking them up, I noticed the floatzel was shivering with fear.  "Okay, okay, I'll leave them here."  The floatzel sighed with relief.  "For now" I said.

Then we went to sleep.  Well, the floatzel did anyway.  I seemed to be having some sort of insomnia.  After a few minutes the floatzel opened its eyes again.  "Having trouble getting to sleep?" it asked.  "I guess you could say that." I said while standing on my head.  After I had gotten back on my feet, the floatzel walked up to me and said gently, "Let me help."  It then gave me a nice, big, furry hug.  "Hey! what the hell are you-" that's when I realized how nice it felt.  So soft.

  That's when I felt something drip on me.  The floatzel was drooling.  Before I could react, the floatzel stuffed my head in his mouth.  I flailed desperately, but it had afirm grip.  It then lifted me in up to my the shoulders.  I could feel its hot, humid breath on my face while its tongue coated me in saliva.  It took a gulp while pushing me in more, which got me in up to my waist.  It then tilted its head upwards to assist it in sending me to his belly.  In a few more gulps, the squishy throat muscles had pulled me in up to my knees.  Soon all that was left sticking out of its mouth was my feet, which it happily sealed its lips around.  After a few seconds of sliding down its eager throat, my head popped out into a warm, drool coated sack.  Using comman sense, Id think it to be the stomach, but there was no acid, but my travel ended here, because the rest of me was squeezed out into this small space.  I was forced to curl into a fetal position as the stomach embraced me.

"MUTINY!! TRAITOROUS SCUM!!!" I screamed, totally ticked off.  "now, now, I said I wouldn't hurt you, and thats what I meant."