Down the Gator(Bad End)

You winced when the Croconaw pressed you with your back against the tree. The infected water type let out a loud roar directly towards you. Your eyes trembled in terror as the Croconaw gave you a condescending smirk.

You gathered electricity to your paws and try to punch the infected in the face, but he bites your shoulder with impossible quickness for a Croconaw. The pain caused you to lose the electricity in your paw when it connected, resulting in only a weak punch.

You can hear the infected Croconaw chuckling at your pathetic attack as he opens his jaws in front of you, giving you the final thing you'll see as the drooling, pulsating flesh surrounding his insides.

You use your paws and arms to push back against his mouth to keep him back, but the gator easily gets your head into his mouth, using his tongue to wrap around the back of your head to keep it in. You winced as you feel the jaws of his pricking your back as you are slowly lower down to his throat.

You pondered about using a little electricity to trigger his gag reflex and maybe make him spit you out. Before you can even generate whatever power you have left in you, you felt trembles around his throat. Concentrating downward, you look and your eyes widen as a torrent of water quickly rose up and blasted at your face before you could react. It **** your eyes and mouth closed as it traveled up and poured out of the infected Croconaw's mouth. Despite the added wetness, you remain where you are.

It continued for what felt like a whole minute as you were struggling to keep your breath and not drown. The moment you released your breath, the torrent stopped and allowed you to breathe as you felt him start to sink deeper. You try to generate electricity at this time, but find you have no strength left. Fighting to keep your breath as well as the strong pressure of the water battering your already bruised body sapped whatever strength left.

You feel your legs and hind paws barely left out of the Croconaw's mouth as you started to whimper as moisture appeared around your eyes. You couldn't believe that another infected came and beat back the other one in order to get you instead. 'Fought over like the last piece of food...' you thought dejectedly ·as you felt movement around you, being lifted up and felt your body slide down steadily.

Your legs, hind paws, and your long tail slid into the Croconaw's mouth and continued to slide down his throat. The Croconaw braced his hind paws and gave one strong swallow to send your bulge down his throat.

Groaning can be heard nearby and the Croconaw looked and saw the Linoone he knocked out. The badger got up and hissed at the Croconaw, who is sitting at the base of the tree sporting a squirming gut as he rubs it up and down. With his paws. The Linoone was clearly unhappy about getting his prey stolen, but knows he can't fight him especially in his battered state, so he slinks off while the gator rest.

You were squirming within the tight confines of the gator's belly, the internal muscles leaving you in a cramp position as you can feel the stomach acid pool slowly starting to build up. Feeling your body tingling from the acid contacting your skin, you desperately try to gather electricity to attack, but your soreness and low oxygen prevents you to concentrate enough.

You feel your vision growing blurry as the acid covered your belly and reaching your shoulders. You whimpered softly as you realizes your end is fast approaching as your eyes closed and you faint at last before the acids can cause you pain.

And that's how my story ends. The Croconaw who saved my life turned out to be another infected, fighting over a potential meal. Despite type advantage, it overpowered my sore form and consumed me. Soon I'll be nothing more than nourishment and victim to this voracious pandemic, just soon after deciding to try and save my parents and others. I can only hope the others can get back to camp safely.