A Gooey Descent(Bad End)

You look up as he sees the Goodra opening his mouth and lifting your body up to swallow him whole.

Thankfully, due to the slimy arms, your were able to slip your arms out of his grip as he reaches out to grab hold of the Goodra’s mouth to keep himself out. However; due to the Goodra’s gooey texture, you only succeeded to slip his arms into the Goodra’s mouth, and due to the Goodra’s elastic mouth, can only press out against his neck harmlessly as his head is place into his mouth.

The insides were very moist and warm as he felt the slimy saliva coating all over his face and head as the Goodra’s mouth envelopes over his shoulders and body, making harmless clomps over his body with his toothless mouth. He can feel the insides of his mouth rumbling, enjoying the flavor as he ingest the Raichu more.

As you slide deeper, your body is coated with slime more and more as you start to whimper. ‘This can’t be… I don’t want it to end like this!’ you thought despairingly as you felt the Goodra’s tongue lapping around your face and body. ‘What’s gonna happen to my sister?! Did Rachael get away?!’ you wondered, trying still to escape as you felt your head sliding into his throat.

The Goodra places his front paws onto your rump and starts to push him forward deeper, unintentionally squeezing him and getting a yelp out of you as your rear end and legs enter his mouth. The Goodra’s throat muscles squeezed and compressed around your body, continuing to slide deeper towards its belly.

Soon enough, only your long Raichu tail remained as it was effortlessly slid into the mouth like a long noodle, going to join the rest of the electric type who settled into his belly, making his gut sagged forward.

Inside, you were in a moist, and quite cramped stomach, trying to press himself in any way, only leaving various forms along the infected dragon’s belly. The liquid that was inside was thick and syrupy as it filled the chamber. Eventually the thick liquid and struggles exhausted your energy as you laid back into the stomach walls, feeling the syrupy liquid filling the stomach, covering over his body.

Eventually, you passed out due to lack of oxygen, sealing your eyes and fate as another victim.

And that’s the end of my story… In a desperate attempt to defend the survivor camp, the entrance gates were destroyed and overwhelmed by the relentless infected horde. Just as we were planning to make a run for it, me and my friend were snatched up by an infected Pokémon I don't know of. One moment I'm thankful for finding a Survivor Camp, the next I’m sliding down a Goodra’s slimy throat. Eventually I’ll be digested and added to the Goodra’s body. My last thought before the darkness overcame me was of my sister and my family.. and how much I’ll miss them.