Up the Duck [BAD END]

Being dropped against the ground, you nudge your body cringes in the grass as a shadow darkens above you. Through your squinting eyes, you witness the silhouette of the Golduck's rump lowering down to your hind paws. You feel his pucker compress around your digitigrade paws, pressing them into his warm tight tunnel much to your surprise. You were going to be food for his ass, just like a feral would do.

You kick your legs inside the hole only to get slow twitching from them in response. The slight nudging movements squish your hindpaws within the Golduck's musty hole, pampering and massaging the inner rectum walls. The blue duck pops his head up from the enticing pleasure as your legs ride up inside his underside, using his anus to suck your body into his own.

"N-Nhh...st-stop. W-What are you d-d-doing?" You groan through your locked-together teeth.

You feel the stuffy pucker flex around your legs, swallowing them inside with your waist following as the duck responds, "Mmmmrrrr...qqqwwwrrrr...A trick I've found that I've seen the infected do. Figured it's a time to cram up in me through a different way. Past five meals I've had were through my beak. So why not mix things up every now and then. I'm done tastin' dudes. Now be quiet and stay still, you're tickling me down there~" The warmth of the anal flesh from the Golduck sends shivers on your upper torso, so you place your hands against his crotch to push against it. Your restraints may have helped, but the duck bends over, raising his small-tailed rump in the air that helps sends you to decline straight in the hungry anus. Squeezing your hands in, you thrust your arm-pinned body about, distressed and panicking! But to no reward.

Your arms and shoulders slide through, stretching the oddly soft walls around your neck in a tight clamp with your legs beginning to enter inside of his stomach. Not only did you lose to a non-infected on your journey, but you've be devoured by one in such a cruel manner to digest away anyway. You gasp, breathing your last bit of fresh outside air until your head is enveloped in a ring of darkness closing around your vision. Whimpers echo around you when you whine out in the thick and kneading tunnel, slithering your battered body up into the Golduck's empty stomach to change that. Coiling up inside the hot organ, you feel the strong, unyielding fleshy walls constrict your body like food to vibrate a bit as webbed hands press on the outside, brushing around your body as it faded its consciousness away. With no air and your brain still rocked from the Golduck's punching, you can't last another second and **** into defeat with the duck belching proudly.

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The Golduck breathes in relief. He loved women, but men seem to fill his stomach out more. He adores his new big blue belly, wrapping his hands around it and jiggling it out with the dog trapped inside. The Lucario is already long gone now, but it does give a reflex twitch that tickles the Golduck's stomach walls. The water-type squirms about in pleasure when standing up, growing even more excited when he hears some groans sound out behind him. Walking over to the source with his protruding belly bouncing from each step, he looks down in his delight to see the Typhlosion he shot a Psybeam at earlier **** on the floor, practically begging to be devoured!

The Golduck frowns though as he takes a seat against Jackal's face, slowly forcing him headfirst up into the ass. "Hmph. Maybe I'll get a woman next time."

The Infection Continues to Plague the World