Hunger Grounds [BAD END]

"Let's just eat them on the spot! I'm starving!" Demands the hungry Golem. He immediately plunges both of Jackal's feet in, basking his tongue all across them. The tongue would scoop its slimy texture over the hindpaws, pressing against the soles and licking up the ankles, slurping wetly and loudly, which results in Jackal murring for a moment before shaking his fuzzy dizziness away. He feels a strange wet tightness to his feet, and as he looked up, he spots a Golem nibbling happily on them. The Typhlosion then panics at the sight, thrashing around as he lays on the backs of his shoulders. The rock tortoise keeps his vice grip around the Typhlosion's ankles, placing Jackal to lie on the top of his head for his legs to be swallowed up in the descending and chomping maw of the Golem.

You suddenly feel yourself lift a bit higher up, reaching your head to meet face to face with the fat Sandshrew woman. Her tongue dabs out, licking around your lips and wrapping against your muzzle to slather it in thick trails of slobber. Her tongue pushes through your lips, tasting the inside of your mouth even when it pumped against your own tongue!

"Mmmghpph! Mmmpph!" You whine desperately, mashing your hands and knees into the strong plush fat of your captor. Trying to fight back, her hefty thick arms prove to outmatch any of resistance! She breaks her long devouring kiss, leaving your head to be drenched in dribble as it seeps down in long, sticky strands. You cough out some her spit from you own mouth, only to receive the view of an open maw closing in on your head. Warm breath releases against your face, feeling the moist steaming temperature from the exhale to dampen your fur woefully while you're being eaten, and not by a feral like you thought.

Her mouth chomps down, taking in your head more and shutting out all the light from your vision. Your face is pressed against the dripping wet walls of her throat as the Sandshrew makes quick time in her swallows. With a juicy gulp, your torso is crammed deeply into her cushioned flab, squishing the soft fat as your body is slowly brought into her mouth with each moment passing of her Lucario-dinner binge.

Your upper body sinks into her throat very easily as your head begins to nosedive into the inside of the fat Sandshrew's neck. A bulge forms in her soft underbelly, pushing out and squirming for life during your constant whimpers of distress. After your blue rump is eaten into her greedy jaws, she lifts her head up, allowing your exposed black legs to kick awkwardly in the air and she seals your fate when she closes her lips around your hindpaws. Your face enters the stomach, jamming your head inside while the rest of your body covered in a clear slimy liquid squeezes inside with it. Two hands press against the fat belly walls over your body, rubbing around to jiggle and slosh you inside with stomach fluids splashing all around inside the tight space. When all of a sudden, four hands began to press at the belly, pushing you inward and outward and side to side within the chamber's liquids bathing your furry hide for digestion.

"N-n-nnngh...n-nooo...stop..." You whimper as you're tossed around the completely compacted belly with no room left at this point. You begin to grow weary as you try to kick at the tough yet plump organ walls, disappointed in how you weren't able to cure the infection as you fell into an obese Sandshrew's twisted trap, and including into a faint state of mind...

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The Sandshrew let the two sensitive Lucario paws sink down into her, swallowing his entire body whole gloatingly. She releases a heavy belch when the foolish canine hit the bottom of her stomach, and grips her own fat belly afterwards. The scaled desert rodent began shaking it, sloshing the stupid mutt within her gut to finally teach him the rules and dangers of the canyon. She looks back at her Golem mate, watching while the Typhlosion head roars and yells before becoming muffled by the Golem's mouth closing around it. A loud swallow echoes out through the small tunnel home, and the Sandshrew waddles over to her lover with her round belly bouncing with each step. The rock turtle squeezes his hands against her twitching gut after spotting it, feeling the pathetic Lucario inside the plushy flesh kick with its tired might. She also places her hands against her own belly, rubbing it with her mate as the squirming plump bellies pressed against each other to digest the two heroes. The two random travelers would definitely sustain their low food supply with the ferals having eaten most of the villagers of the area. At least, it would sustain them until the next batch of travelers arrived...

The Infection Continues to Plague the World