Girl's Gotta Eat [BAD END]

A resounding rumble strikes your ears which causes a sudden stir of movement within the Croagunk's belly keeping you pinned to the floor. Hex from inside Lilly's stomach writhes in the tight space as the juices were beginning to gurgle him down, enticing a gasping noise out of the Toxicroak. Lilly was still hungry, and from the drooling look of her face, you both gather that she had room for one more.

Your heart pounds away inside your chest as your arms struggle to shove her off, but the grip to your wrists is enough to keep you flattened down and at her mercy. The purple frog croaks in bliss as she licks her lips with a venomous smear. Your eyes are subjected to seeing her flat teeth part ways to the dark expanse of her maw, looming it down towards your muzzle. You swing your head to make it as awkward as possible for her mouth to snag you, but mere tilts of her head help to wrestle your face against her gullet. With a wet submerging, your vision of the dark home is completely blackened to the wet squelches of her jaws, fitting your head into her mouth as she croaks in amused bliss around your ears. Your ears are **** to flatten down back against your head, both in the pressure of the small space and from the whines of displeasure emitting from your own throat. You were being eaten, and it was all for trusting Hex in his moment of weakness for his sister. Now that very sister was going to digest him and the new companions he made for the hope of the future...

Poisonous saliva coats your face once the cheeks clench in together to swallow your face deeper into the gullet; the venom itself wasn't too harmful, but you could sense it numbing any muscle it touched. It was evident as you try to yell in her throat for Jackal to help, only to sputter out a dumb noise of, "Jhhhckl...hhllp..."

Not as though the Typhlosion could help you however. He was still foaming at the mouth and throbbing on the floor. The bruises of his body mark each poisonous jab the Croagunk girl struck him with. He couldn't respond or hear you even if he knew of the danger at hand. Thus with that, you nosedive through her throat as your back drags along the ground. Her flat teeth chomp down at your aura-sensor dreads to completely work your head through and reach your shoulders. Her poisonous touch easily weakens your wrists amidst their grip that she snaps your arms to your sides to make for a far simpler meal to work down.

"M-Mmmhhlphh, hhhfghk-" You grunt as your legs smear at the flooring just behind her. This was outrageous. Your faith that one simple night with a locked up feral would end well, but now you three were paying the price of hubris.

The infected Croagunk moans around your body, repeatedly chomping to gain more and more of your figure while each bite elicits a bark out of your mouth in the pressure. The frog didn't seem to care as she gets to have a triple course meal in one go.

With your hips beginning to submerge into her lips, your head pushes through the stomach valve insider her body, pushing your face against a far more wet and motioning surface. It was Hex, who was still fighting for space inside the small stomach with her far taller body within his sister. Your nose pushing into what you think is his cheek gets him to stress his body all the more, straining the stomach walls which merely bloat Lilly's belly against your kicking legs from the outside.

"N-Nghh, Hex?" You grunt in distress. The frog seems to pick up on your voice, despite the slur to it.

"A-Ahhnh, mrgh, L-Lace, is that you?!" The Toxicroak mutters before gasping once Lilly swallows again when mashes your face hard against his. "Ghk...L-Lace I am so sorry, I didn't think she'd escape. I, rrhk, will get us out, I just need to...need to...uagh..." The frog could barely breathe as the stomach-space was becoming too cramped now that more and more of your body is gulped down; your legs being the last things left sagging out of her smiling maw.

Lilly holds her rotund gut when chomping down at your legs and forcing you to emit the last barks you could yell out when dealing with your sore limb; her venomous maw clamping completely shut over your hindpaws to leave you trapped inside for good.

Now that all of your body was sliding in together, both your body and Hex's body awkwardly mash together inside Lilly's stomach, unable to find a proper place to sag. The tight pressure buries your head into the acids of the organ between Hex's legs somewhere while the wet frog struggles to push back up against her stomach valve. The heat, the dark, and the pressure all wear on your groggy body thinly, and while Hex may be able to handle his sister's venom, your mind and body certainly could not. Too numb and too weak, your vision begins to fade as Hex calls out to you, "Lace? L-Lace I can't s-seem to budge. J-Jackal is still alright, yes? He can save us...yes? ...Lace?"

"B...Bbllphh..." Your eyes roll up and the venom succumbs you into passing out, comatose in the stomach juices of a toxic frog-girl.

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The Croagunk girl struggles up to a stand as she deals with her rotund belly before her. The heavy dome struggles to keep the weight of two taller males within her, but her toxic stomach would work them down into a nice soup soon enough. If anything, she would love to dine on the Typhlosion to finish the group off for good in one night; long has she wanted to eat, with day after day of the Toxicroak struggling to feed her any fruits and vegetables he foraged to keep her alive, but the infected Croagunk demanded meat. And upon waiting for the right day to free herself, she couldn't have been more satisfied.

With the moaning Toxicroak finally submerging entirely in the stomach juices of her gut, the infected Croagunk stomps her way over to Jackal. The Typhlosion had completely rolled up eyes, with only the whites showing. He was completely **** thanks to her venom from before, so with a plopping seat of her hiney to his stomach, the infected frog straddles him much like how she did with the Lucario before. Even if the fire-type was able to wake up within the next few hours, he wouldn't be able to get the weight of her body, or his friends, off of him.

"Crrrcrrcrr...~" She croaks with delight while palming over her purple tum, feeling the gurgling of her stomach churn her meals down, waiting for them to fully digest before she'd dine on the last of the party...

The Infection Continues to Plague the World