Down the Aerodactyl's Gullet [BAD END]

Purple pupils break open from the gaping eyelids, and a loud grumble soon bellows from a rippling long grey neck. The Aerodactyl flashes its furious gaze to you, filled with rage in its interrupted slumber from an uninvited guest preparing to attack it in its sleep. It opens its steamy maw wide, roaring directly in front of you to blow your body back far to fall off the nest and onto your rump.

"Lace!" You hear Jackal's voice yell out to you after you witness a large and hungry mouth come towards you. A long, purple tongue whips out, leaking heavy drool to overflow the Aerodactyl's mouth at your temporarily downed body to feel it hook and slither around your backside wetly. The infected dragon snaps you up quickly, taking half of your entire body inside its long jaws. Your legs thrash desperately in the air outside as your chest and face are attacked by the slimy fat tongue, feeling it wrap around your canine torso to taste and tug at. Murrs rumble from deep within the infected dragon's throat, enjoying your rare flavor. You gag and bark inside the dragon's mouth, struggling to free yourself from its sealed lips while they suckle at your smaller form pinned in between them. "N-No! Let me go!" You roar out with the infected Aerodactly not caring for whatever you were saying, although you were pretty sure it knew what you wanted anyway.

It opens its maw to snap its jaws together again, devouring your entire body with just two bites! Trapped completely inside its mouth now, your little furry body is subjected to a **** of a massive tongue wrapping around you and smacking you around inside the already tight and non-spacious jaws. Wet muscles collide to play with you as hot saliva bathes you entirely. You can only unwillingly groan as the slick flesh smacks you about, showing you the food that you are at this point. Just then, you feel a sudden drenching, tight feeling as you are suddenly compressed within its throat and sliding down its long elastic neck with a loud gulp emitting around you.

Jackal from the outside barks out, spitting fire at the Aerodactyl in an attempt to save you. His attack would fail in the end though once the grey dragon sprouts its large purple wings and unleashes a fierce wind to swirl the fire away with just a single flap. The Typhlosion is knocked back by the ****, crashing into a wall by the cavern entrance all of you had traveled inside. Darcy, by the opening, presses a hand against her mouth with fear flooding her eyes in absolute horror of the failed mission, and turned to run only to have two large winged hands lashing out and grabbing the Sandshrew and **** Typhlosion in each palm. You have no clue what's going on outside except for the bounding movements of the Aerodactyl the sloshes you around within the narrow and tight stomach. Juices inside the chamber splash onto your body as its constricted together by fat fleshy bumps of the stomach walls, happily squeezing you to trap you inside and wash you with their enzymes.

Panting harder from the slimy darkness and less air inside the chamber, you can only hope that Jackal is able to defeat this monster. Even then, you didn't know how you were going to make it out of its powerful stomach. All hope was lost though once you feel the knocked-out head of a Typhlosion begin sliding in next to you after some loud slurping and swallowing. The fire-type's mane of flames was completely extinguished from the thick slime of the dragon's saliva, meaning that Jackal would have no strength to do anything even if was able to awaken again.

Whining out, this is not the way you wanted things to end. You still had a mission to complete. Promises to keep. A world to save. But those thoughts are quickly gone once a chubby Sandshrew slides into the stomach as well, wailing and squirming around to escape. All three of your bodies are compacted together inside the gut with the organ beginning to pool up with more of its fluids. Your body is pushed so tightly that your face returns to being smooshed in between Darcy's breasts and against her belly as her writhing caused the soft pudge covered in warm saliva to rub around you. It was the only thing you could appreciate as the stomach overwhelms you. The last thing you hear is Darcy's words of, "Ahhhhh! I-I thought you said you could st-stop it, mutt...!"

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Two fat Sandshrew legs squirm outside of the Aerodactyl's jaws for the dragon to joyfully slurp inside, sending the third piece of its lunch down. Its mighty and scaly belly pushes outward, sporting an impressive new size thanks to the foolishness of the Lucario. It rubs its large gut to knead its hands into the added weight as its stomach churns the three anthros inside. Not expecting any more trouble, it stumbles back into its nest, slamming down on its back to have its protruding potbelly poke out at the top like a gurgling trophy for it. Placing a single hand on the belly and the other behind its own head, it slept pleasantly to enjoy the writhing within its stomach to digest. The Aerodactyl could finally catch up with its rest it lost thanks to that stupid pup.

The Infection Continues to Plague the World