Digestive Mishaps with Pokemon - Slow Reaction

Cinccinos are a species renowned for their cleanliness. They produce a unique oil which gives them an eternally clean sheen and it can be a great boon for others as well. Their fur is regarded as one of the softest things in the world one can touch. Their longer, white fur is even often fashioned into a stylish scarf on the pokemon. All this added up to one thing really: Making Suzu’s secret desire feel even more outlandish than it might for other pokemon.

Suzu was one of these cinccinos. She worked with a slowpoke named Hesham on some clerical duties for a small guild. It was a quiet job and she didn’t have to go get dirty in the field. But at the same time... There was one thing she would be okay getting dirty for. Her co-worker existed in a nearly constant state of drowsiness or vacancy, though it should be said that he was still somehow good at his job. But what really got her was that sometimes, when she was walking by, he yawned and she could see perfectly into his maw.

The sight was far more alluring than it had any right to be. It would be filthy in there and yet... She could fit perfectly. She was much smaller. She could probably even fit deeper down inside him. This thought occupied her for many days and weeks until one day, when she was off of work, she still went to the office. It took about a minute for Hesham to realize that she was there when she shouldn’t be. When he did, he said, “Oh, Suzu...! I wasn’t expecting to see you today...”

Suzu cleared her throat nervously, considering she was able to reveal herself to her co-worker. But he was kind enough she hoped he’d be accommodating. “Um, yes, I am actually off today. However I came in because I was wondering if...” She swallowed before continuing, “I was wondering if I could climb in your mouth?”

There was a very pregnant pause before Hesham finally replied, without any real surprise, “Oh! Okay.”

Quickly she added, “And if you could swallow me. I would a-appreciate that. But you have to let me out when I say so!” He nodded slowly after another delay. Then she sighed and climbed up onto his desk. She almost forgot why she was embarrassing herself like this, but when he obligingly yawned in front of her, that close, she remembered. She daintily stepped in, her paw squishing onto his tongue. It was warm and terribly wet but... she loved it.

After that she practically flopped onto his tongue, basking in the warm, undulating feeling below her. Not to mention the rest of his mouth, humid warmth all around and saliva dripping onto her yet rolling off easily from the oil on her fur. Said oil actually caused her to slide forward more easily than she expected, quickly pressing her ears against the back of Hesham’s throat. Suzu’s surroundings darkened and then she felt powerful throat muscles open up, grab her by the ears, and pull her down.

She wasn’t sure if he swallowed intentionally or not, but either way here she was on the way to the belly of her co-worker. After being squeezed down by his tight gullet, she fell into a sac that was only slightly less restrictive. She tossed around for a moment as she tried to orient herself into something that felt upright. Finally she took in her surroundings, the stomach of a much bigger pokemon. The walls pressed against her, all sorts of mess started to cling to her fur, and it was all permeated by endlessly humid heat. A heartbeat pounded above her and she even heard him burp further up. It all felt... Incredible.

Hesham meanwhile went back to work almost as soon as his co-worker left his mouth. He could feel her squirming around in his gut, but the sensation eventually slipped into an enjoyable background ambience. What a funny lady. Of course eventually he’d have to stop again to let her out. But until then, he worked dutifully on his records. He shifted back into his work daze, something that Suzu would soon realize posed a problem for getting out.

Suzu sighed into the stomach walls. It was all just so comfy. But she started to hear more ominous gurgling and she realized she was maybe overstaying her welcome. She wasn’t sure how long it had been since she first entered, but regardless she said aloud, “Hesham, I’m ready to come out now.” There was no reaction, and she waited patiently for one, but nothing came even after a few minutes. “Hesham? It’s time to spit me up.”

Further lack of response served to make Suzu realize she may have made the wrong choice of predator. Outside, the slowpoke’s belly was going wild with movement, but it was below his desk and he, nor any visitors, couldn’t see it. He had already tuned out the sensation and the much smaller pokemon’s voice failed to make it from inside the stomach walls all the way up to his ears. She struggled some more but she was getting tired. Her fur was being absolutely ruined, especially by new stomach juices starting to surround her. She just had to hope her co-worker would remember in time...

Hesham worked diligently throughout the day. It was only when he finished his final documents and felt his stomach shudder that he finally remembered he was supposed to let his co-worker out. He shook his lumpy belly with a paw and said, “Sorry Suzu... You know I can be slow sometimes... Just a moment...” It only clattered in response as he began to heave, then finally horked something up onto his desk. Smiling dopily, he said, “Welcome back, Suzu... Did you enjoy your stay...?” He waited for a response for a few more seconds before the signal from his eyes finally reached his brain. He realized he was talking to the skull of a cinccino. There were a few more moments while this added up and then he simply said, “Oooops... Sorry about that, Suzu...”