Double Betrayal of Pheremones

20 January 2019

13:07 < Saul Ashle> so then, shall we? And hmm setting, mystery dungeon world or normal poke?

13:07 < Toto> Ooh, mystery dungeon might be good. A more orderly, yet more dangerous world.

13:08 < Toto> Would you like me to begin?

13:08 < Saul Ashle> Sure!

13:08 < Saul Ashle> Ye, I like mystery dungeon for pokes. I dont really like the idea of 'mystery dungeons' themselves as a thing. I prefer to think of them as intricate areas that you get lost in. But ye, the world of just pokes is nice

13:11 Toto was about. The winter's chill was no place for a cold-blooded creature like Toto. Though she would rather have stayed home all day, her mate needed some food, and he was even more sensitive to the cold than her. An apple, berry, or gummy would do just fine, and they weren't too difficult to find, even this time of year; she just had to venture a bit further into the forest than usual. The woman was careful enough to watch her step, avoiding any noises that might attract undue attention, yet her bright blue coloration stood out vividly among the grays and browns of dead vegetation. She had no idea she'd already been spotted.

13:12 < Toto> [And if there's anything you'd like me to do differently, feel free to say so!]

13:16 Saul Ashle 's belly rumbled as he catches scent of another pokemon on his territory, And then, looking up from the rock he founds himself basking on, he spots a blue spec moving across the dead underbrush and rocky paths. The salamander licks his lips...but as she comes more into focus, he realizes to his dismay that perhaps this was perhaps a bad idea, going after a water type such as himself. He'd certainly have to make himself craftier than just pouncing upon her.

He skitters ahead of the direction she's moving, getting to a rocky outcrop that should be out of sight from her approach, and begins to build up a cloud of his heady smoke, which drifts forth from his hiding place in a faint pink haze.

13:19 Toto doesn't notice that cloud of pheremones at first, her attention focused on finding a snack. That distraction, though, proves to be a potentially deadly mistake as she walks straight into the haze. She can tell immediately that something has changed, and rather than being prudent and stepping away, she inhales sharply, eager to understand what exactly she's scented. Little does she know that her mind is about to be taken from her.

"Umm..." she starts, "... is someone there? I... I feel kind of weird."

13:22 Saul Ashle doesnt come out right away, but instead allows the smoke to build and build, redoubling their effects and making her head cloudier and cloudier. She'd never lose control, as it were, but she'd certainly lose plenty of inhibitions and become much more susceptible to another's will. After a minute or so of her hanging out in his dominating aura, the lizard finally makes himself known, stepping free from his cave to face her. "Good evening, my dear~ WHat brings such a lovely thing as yourself out here this fine day?" He's positively radiating heat too, making the air around them warm despite the otherwise chill day.

13:25 Toto , as clouded and uninhibited as her mind is, the Totodile doesn't feel the slightest bit startled at the other reptile's appearance, instead turning her eyes to him with a hazy, appraising gaze that hints at a touch of lust. Inhaling deeply once more, she takes an unsteady step towards him, then another, her eyes locked with his and not even looking over the rest of his body yet. "Ah~ I was out looking... looking for food, I think, for my husband, but..." Her mind churns over her words, wondering whether she should really be talking so candidly with a stranger. "...he can wait a bit, I suppose. It seems the weather's turned."

13:31 Saul Ashle grins, running his tongue over his lips as he sees the clouded look on her face, and flicks his tail back and forth. Seems he'd made his mark, this one was quite the easy little thing indeed. He beccons her over towards him with a long spindly finger and smiles wider. Taking a deep breath of the air, he can smell her mouth watering scent beneath the familiar smoke, yes she'd make a good treat. However...then something she says intriques him. "What a coincidence, I was just after a little something of the sort myself...though perhaps we can help each other out. Why dont you tell me about this husband of yours as we look together~"

13:36 Toto , Before long, closes the distance between them. Rather than simply accepting his offer, though, the Totodile reaches up to drape a three-clawed hand over his shoulder, then gently trail it down over his chest and down to his hip, stopping there... for now. "You're a bit bigger than me, hmm? And bigger than my mate, too. We'd have to get an awful lot of berries to satisfy the three of us." A ragged breath catches in her chest, and she pauses, a needy look apparent in her eyes. "But I'd be glad to join you. I'm sure you can reach some food that I couldn't myself, and I'd be in your debt for it." Her scent is typical of a reptile - dry, a little bit sweaty, but easily overpowered by the steadily increasing arousal that she has no hope of suppressing.

13:45 Saul Ashle leans over into her ear hole and whipsers, "Oh, I'm sure that we wont need all that much that wont be easy to obtain to satisfy me~" His hot humid breath comes off heavily upon her body as he lowers an arm and drapes it around her back. Steadily it strokes down her spine, humping up over each of the spines. "I'm surprised that a creature like you is after berries though....there are plenty of nesting ratattas if you know where too look...and probably a handful of other creatures as well...is your husband a vegitarian?" He asks, before getting up, and leading her off down a path that looks reasonably well worn. While the most common berries in the area were cheri's, he didnt want to risk the effects they had at countering her scent, and veered her instead towards a pack of rawst ones that grew a little qya up in the snowy ridgeline.

13:46 < Saul Ashle> (I'm thinking that he might do the sexy bit after she's fed her husband to him~ She can get off on his struggles~

13:48 < Toto> [Oh yeah, she DEFINITELY will so long as his pheremones continue to work on her.]

13:51 Toto follows behind. The moderate walk leads the Totodile farther from her home, and in her partial haze, she soon finds herself lost, unable to find her way back without Saul's assistance. But once she spots those Rawst berries, her attention turns to collecting two armfuls of them, additionally swallowing a few from the bush when she finds particularly ripe ones. All the while, the cold-blooded creature keeps close to the fire-type, occasionally pressing her body to his and wrapping her tail around his waist. She hasn't mentioned anything about his apparently unusual sex yet, but the subject keeps bringing itself to the front of her mind, and her curiosity is burning: what would he be like in bed? Better than her mate?

13:58 Saul Ashle is amused at just how feely this little alligator has gotten towards him, but he's not entirely unsurprised given that a fair number of females...and even some males get the same way with him under the influence of his potent drug. He could feel her tail occasionally sweeping across his slit, enough that his shaft starts to poke out just the faintest amount, revealing an unusual surprise from the lizard. He doesnt help her collect the berries, but he does watch closely till she's just about done getting her fill. He's feeling awfully famished at this point, however, and his bely gives a very loud growl indeed. "Now that I've helped you....perhaps you could go about assisting me with finding my food~ I think I've more than earned your partner, dont you?~"

14:03 Toto doesn't quite pick up on the implication at first, her mind simply assuming that Saul wants to pay them a visit, but the idea is creeping into the back of her mind. It's not until she glances down between his legs that her eyes widen, and she almost immediately bends forwards, spilling a couple berries, to get a closer look. "Oh my god," she whispers, admiring even the modest amount that's yet visible. "There's... there's more, right?" Hot breaths rush from her nostrils and open mouth, and thoughts rush through her mind, many of them directed by the Salazzle's haze. She glances up into his eyes, then down at her own wedding ring. "Oh. Ohhhhhhhh." The idea finally dawns on her, but apparently she has nothing to say against it, because she begins to stride back in the direction from which they came, a spring in her step.

14:09 Saul Ashle 's cloaca exudes an entirely different musk than that of his pheremones, smelling far less sweet and yet all the more intriging as her muzzle rushes beneath his body. Her humid breath against his slit is enough to make the salazzle shudder as a tendril of pleasure works its way up his back. "Oh...yes, there's plenty more where that came from my dear~ And...if you feed me well, maybe I'll even be willing to give you a taste of what it feels like filling you up~" What's visible is just a smooth pointed tip like a diamond who's base is hidden deeper inside of him. He holds her head there as she admires him, drawing circles against her hard scales, before he finally lets her pull away. "So yes...lets hurry along and then you can really get ot enjoy yourself~"

14:12 Toto practically skips back down the path, letting the Salazzle catch up from time to time to guide her - it wouldn't do to get lost in these treacherous wintry woods. Before long, they're back to Saul's cave, and then it's a simple ten-minute jaunt to the water-type's nest. She's practically sopping by then, nectar dripping down her thighs, and that's the first thing [user]That Damn Fish[/user] notices, his head rising up from the pile of straw to note his beloved bounding towards him with a bountiful batch of berries. The larger creature following her, though, is not something he expected.

"Hey hon! Uhhh, who's this you've brought along?"

14:18 Saul Ashle moves at a reasonable pace, but he's in no rush to get back to her place, after all, the longer it takes, the more he's got her under his tail. Still though, by the time they finally reach her house, he can feel the pangs ringing loud and clear in his mind. "The lizard makes his way over to the mudkip and stands over his bed. "Well...you see I"m a new friend of your soon to be former wife~" He brags, running his tongue across his lips. He then gestures for Toto to sieze the fish and takes a seat down on the nearest chair. "Would you be a dear and fetch dinner?" He asks, turning his head to the totadile. The pheromones maintain enough of a presence to keep ahold of his wife, but the lizar'ds not had long enough to really smoke up the room, leaving her husband fully aware of the situation.

14:30 Saul Ashle leans forward as his meal is presented to him, and then grabs ahold of the mudkip's head, forcing it against his belly. Sharp claws dig into his soft flesh as he holds him there, while that stomach growls greedily, begging with its owner to be filled, and extorting Saul with pain to ensure that that happens. "Hear those noises? You're going to be apart of those soon...melting away like so many prey that have gone before you. His hot breath blasts down over the other's face, carrying with it the hot stale scent of meals long gone, but still unpleasantly fowl. "ANd...your wife here is going to help me~" HE teases, and then pulls the mudkip a little farther forward, onto his lap, where he can feel the shaft pressing up against the other.

14:35 Av couldnt believe this. The combination of foul breath, the gurgling gut pressed to his chest, and the Salazzle's shocking words drive the fish to terror, and he instantly begins to struggle for his life. Unfortunately for him, though, each movement only drives those sharp claws into his rubberlike skin, opening little fissures all along his back. "Toto, HELP!"

His wife, though, has stopped thinking of him as a mate, or even as a creature - for her, he's nothing more than a meal, a bargaining chip, an obstacle to get out of the way before she can have her way with her new love. Kneeling down between Saul's knees, she extends her pointed tongue and runs it from base to tip along that lovely shaft, then continues upwards until she's slurping those fresh wounds on her husband's back. "It's a shame you won't get to see him breed me, but you'll definitely feel me bouncing up and down on his belly while you're gurgling away inside." That ring slips off her finger, and she holds it out to the Salazzle, hoping he'll send it to his stomach where it belongs.

14:40 < Toto> [Don't go light on the humiliation~]

14:46 Saul Ashle finds himself momentarily distracted as her broad slippery tongue presses outwards to settle upon his shaft, causing even more of his member to become visible, until its clear that he's at his full height. THe tip of that spire is resting right against his prey's puckered rump, while the rod stretches out his cheeks. A sweet pre is dribbling forth from it.

His tongue curls up around the proffered ring, beofre with a flick of his tongue, he presses it to the back of his mouth. Angling down once more for the mudkip to see inside at the glinting yellow object surrounded by dark purplish glistening flesh. THe drool itself that comes from his maw takes on a faint purplish hue. Then, with one final lurch of the tongue and a loud glck, the ring is sealed away into his gullet, leaving an empty mouth. "SHe doesnt want you~" He hisses down at him, lashing his tail. "That ring is sure to be lost forever, whenever it reemerges. Dont worry though, you'll be right along side of it, scorned by your former lover, nothing more than fat on my tail~"

14:51 Av , stunned into wordlessness and pinned in place, has tears soon form in the corners of the fish's eyes. It's hard to understand why this would happen to him, why she'd turn on him so quickly, but his wife's demeanor is clear... and is that her jaws he feels lightly nibbling on his tail, as if he were a snack? The very best he can hope to be now is a sex toy and a snack, and Saul seems interested in making him both, as that sizable shaft presses against his virgin rump. He can tell just from the way it spears his cheeks that it's bigger than his own, another point of shame for the fish, and he even reaches down, fingers trembling, to verify the fact. Yes, there's no doubt that the Totodile is trading up. "Bu-but why?" he asks, only half-sure what the answer may be.

The Totodile is already rubbing Saul's stomach, preparing it for the treat to come, though she takes a moment to watch that ring disappear down his gullet. It'll be a prize for later, that's for sure, along with the matching band on Av's finger. If he's feeling possessive, he might even claim and use it himself, but the fire-type doesn't seem like the kind of guy to settle down with one woman.

14:54 < Saul Ashle> (I do wonder if Toto will get jealous and force Fish along, or if she'll let Saul enjoy his toy first :P

14:54 < Toto> [She won't let Saul waste his precious seed on a snack.]

15:01 Saul Ashle shivers as he feels the grasp of the mudkip around his thick shaft and rocks him backwards, putting even more pressure on his puckered star until finally it gives, forcing the thick spade into him before it then tapers back like a plug, His wife's drool left the salazzle pretty well lubricated when paired by the natural one that excretes from his shaft. Slowly he thrusts upwards though, spreadding it out wide oncce more and pressing it further upwards. "Mmm~ Delightfully tight~" He hisses, before his gaze then locks over at Toto. "Why dont you tell him sweetheart~ Tell him why I'm so much better and sexier than him~"

15:05 Toto stands back up after watching her husband's rear impaled, whispering just behind his head, her voice barely audible. "There's no contest. I don't even know his name, Av, but he's romantic like you've never been, he's powerful, he's virile, he's deliriously warm... and when you're nothing but a skull and a small pile of bleached bones at the bottom of a cliff, this stud is going to be fucking me every waking hour." With a chuckle, she runs a claw down his back. "I can't wait to listen to his stomach muscles crush the life from you, to feel your heart beat its last."

Av has absolutely nothing to say in response. Crushed, he realizes this is the end for him, and he reluctantly lifts up his own ring-adored hand to the larger creature's deadly maw.

15:10 Saul Ashle curls a tongue around that offered claw and sucks up on it, drenching the tasty digits in his thick drool. His teeth clamp down ever so gently, teasing across his hand before he pulls back, a trail of drool linking the mouth and his digit. Leaning forward to whisper in Fish's ears, he says, "And when I'm bored of her, she'll be joining you a s fat on my tail~" He reveals, chuckling gleefully. WIth that, the lizard arches his hips up harder, plunging himself even deeper into the slippery delectable hole, feeling it gripping tightly around hsi shaft . The thrust forces Fish's head into his smelly mouth, where the teeth clamp on to him, as his hips retract for another glorious thrust.

15:14 Av Fucked into a predator's maw, - a first for him, though it's not too surprising given he's never been swallowed before. His struggles begin anew, though, as he grips for the Salazzle's neck, trying to either throttle it to keep his head from being pulled in, or at least push it away from him so that he can escape. His efforts are quickly thwarted, though, by none other than the Totodile - she grabs him beneath the armpits, holding him steady and pushing him upwards into her new lover's mouth. Whether she heard Saul's threat on her own life and chose to ignore it or accept it is unclear, or perhaps she has her own plans. But for now, she wants Av off that treat of a spade so that she can claim it as her own.

15:20 Saul Ashle thrusts his hips forward another go, and expects to bury his shaft once more into that delectable rump of Av's, but when he does so this time, he finds that Toto has raised his meal up further into his jaws, though as Saul had not been expecting it, the motion forces his teeth to slice along the other's flesh, bleeding out an irony blood, as his teeth are torn from their grips. It seemed like his date was rather interested in getting to the fun sooner than he'd anticipated. He's forced to swallow the delectable morsel now, as his head presses dwon into the lizard's long slinder throat, got flesh gripping on him and dragging him down to the acidic toxic core of the lizrd. His shaft was entirely exposed to the air now, for her to see in all tits glory as her lover is pulled free of it.

15:24 Toto 's not so much that she's eager to see her former mate eaten - in her mind, the longer and more painful the act, the more arousing it will be - but the Totodile absolutely can't control her lust anymore, and her mind is rapidly trying to work out the best way to enjoy the scene at the same time as she takes Saul as deep as she can. She soon settles on their current position, with the Salazzle seated, and leaps up into his lap with gusto. Her cleft rests just above the fire-type's tip, teasing it with gentle up-and-down motions without insertions, as her hands reach up to grip the Mudkip's thighs and continue to lift him. Her tongue, too, extends upwards to give Av one long, teasing slurp along his shaft. It's brief, though, and when she withdraws her tongue, she says disappointedly, "I won't miss you."

15:35 Saul Ashle finds himself forced to take another gulp as Av's body ends up lifted above his head, putting all the pressure down into his jaws once more. Finally the salazzle just opens his mouth wide, allowing his treat to to slide in at the will of gravity and and his slowly squeezing throat, pulling the mudkip further inside. The bulge the treat makes in his throat is thick and shapely in his otherwise thin neck, muck like when a snake consumes its prey. Inside, he can hear the thumping of his predator's heart, and the ominous growling gurgles of a stomach looking for a meal.

Meanwhile, the alluring pressure of his ensorcelled partner is enough to cause him to lose a muffled moan around his treat, shuddering all the while. He thrusts upwards each time she presses down, but her motion prevents him from actually sinking himself into that desired fold. His tip throbs eagerly, begging for that denied stimulation.

15:43 Toto 's teasing is mutual by design, with each of the two growing deeper and deeper in lust. The Totodile, especially, finds it insanely alluring to watch inch after inch of her husband slip down into oblivion, as those sharp teeth now dig deep furrows in the fish's chest as Av's struggling arms are gradually pinned to the side. She leans forwards to delicately lick a drop of her former mate's blood from the Salazzle's chin before letting out a looooong moan, already feeling her loins tensing up with an impending climax before any actual penetration has taken place. Her hands continue to push Av's kicking legs upwards, and she lifts her rump again, this time letting Saul's tip rest just beneath her slit. A slight shift of his hips is all it will take to claim her.

13:10 < Gyro Feather> Are you home then?

13:10 < Toto> Yes.

13:10 < Toto> When you throw up in the office they send you home.

13:10 < Gyro Feather> ya...they kinda do

13:10 Gyro Feather snug against

13:11 < Toto> I was going to wait until my boss came in to puke but it didn't want to wait.

13:11 < Toto> Only just now trying to sip some tea, maybe it'll stay down.

13:11 < Gyro Feather> Hopefully so

13:11 < Gyro Feather> what type?

13:12 < Toto> Mint, I like mint tea.

13:12 < Gyro Feather> Mmmmm mint is good for sure

13:12 < Toto> It is.

13:12 < Toto> I also love licorice tea, but that one most people seem to hate.

13:13 < Gyro Feather> The replacement licorice tea I got is a bummer :(

13:13 < Gyro Feather> the last stuff I had was fantastic

13:14 < Gyro Feather> Did you perhaps wanna continue our thing? Or just chat? I'm down for either

13:15 < Toto> I'd love to continue.

13:16 < Gyro Feather> While I'ms ure you have em, here are the last 4 posts, so niether has to scroll back.

13:16 < Gyro Feather> [2019-01-20 15:20] *[user]Saul Ashle[/user] thrusts his hips forward another go, and expects to bury his shaft once more into that delectable rump of Av's, but when he does so this time, he finds that Toto has raised his meal up further into his jaws, though as Saul had not been expecting it, the motion forces his teeth to slice along the other's flesh, bleeding out an irony blood, as his teeth are torn from their grips. It seemed like his date was rather interested in getting to the fun sooner than he'd anticipated. He's forced to swallow the delectable morsel now, as his head presses dwon into the lizard's long slinder throat, got flesh gripping on him and dragging him down to the acidic toxic core of the lizrd. His shaft was entirely exposed to the air now, for her to see in all tits glory as her lover is pulled free of it.

15:24 < userTotouser> It's not so much that she's eager to see her former mate eaten - in her mind, the longer and more painful the act, the more arousing it will be - but the Totodile absolutely can't control her lust anymore, and her mind is rapidly trying to work out the best way to enjoy the scene at the same time as she takes Saul as deep as she can. She soon settles on their current position, with the Salazzle seated, and leaps up into his lap with gusto. Her cleft rests just above the fire-type's tip, teasing it with gentle up-and-down motions without insertions, as her hands reach up to grip the Mudkip's thighs and continue to lift him. Her tongue, too, extends upwards to give Av one long, teasing slurp along his shaft. It's brief, though, and when she withdraws her tongue, she says disappointedly, "I won't miss you."

15:43 < userTotouser> The teasing is mutual by design, with each of the two growing deeper and deeper in lust. The Totodile, especially, finds it insanely alluring to watch inch after inch of her husband slip down into oblivion, as those sharp teeth now dig deep furrows in the fish's chest as Av's struggling arms are gradually pinned to the side. She leans forwards to delicately lick a drop of her former mate's blood from the Salazzle's chin before letting out a looooong moan, already feeling her loins tensing up with an impending climax before any actual penetration has taken place. Her hands continue to push Av's kicking legs upwards, and she lifts her rump again, this time letting Saul's tip rest just beneath her slit. A slight shift of his hips is all it will take to claim her.

13:16 < Toto> [Not going to do it on Saul's character? He's logged on still.]

13:19 < Gyro Feather> (Oh ummm I will. I totally just had a brain fart

13:20 < Gyro Feather> (Am silly birb

13:21 < Saul Ashle> (Am here!

13:21 < Toto> [Cool~ Your post]

13:30 Saul Ashle tilts his head down and leans forward, pressing the flailing pokemon's butt down against Toto's snout as he feels him shifting ever deeper. The entrance to his stomach is right there now, halting his motions for only a moment, before that ring opens up to accept him into the harsh sickly pit of the salazzle's belly. The creature gives another growling shudder of delight fomr the sensation of his belly being filled, and the alure of her slit just before him. Using Av to push down on Toto, the pokemon thruts his hips upwards, finally causing that tight hole to billow out as his spaded tip slips up between her lips, going halfway inside in one fell thrusts. THe grip of her slippery flesh is delightful against his length, which drizzles a steady stream of pre up into Toto.

13:34 Av 's shaft, perversely erect, is pressed right against the Salazzle's lower jaw, everything north of it now deep within those fiery confines. And when his face finally pierces the barrier, he's nearly overcome by the overwhelming odor, not to mention the impending destruction that awaits him here. Being digested face-first is a mercy, though, compared to the alternative.

And thanks to his movements, the Totodile finds herself in bliss, clenching almost painfully hard around Saul's shaft in a fast-hitting orgasm that only lasts a few seconds, but heralds several more to come. "Gahhhh~" The sound fills the air, a deep thrum, something Av can feel from within his captor. He's... he's been replaced.

13:44 Saul Ashle 's tongue curls up around that shaft and then slides across his taint to part those cheeks, at the same time, getting some of the lizard's drool onto the muzzle of his lustful partner. All the while the hot flesh writhes against his sensitive length as the tongue enjoys that powerful fishy flavor. The lizard's belly is full of hot acidic goop, especially since his reserve has not been sued up recently by any need to defend himself, and any contact with it is immidiately apparent. It stings pretty powerfully, especially on his delicate fishy flesh, eager to churn him away into nothing more than a soup of protien and fat. The lizard's heart thumps loudly all around his meal, letting him know just how arroused his former wife is making him feel.

Saul gasps at the suddenly clenching around his length, finding it wonderfully tight just after he'd hilted himself, slit pressed against slit. THen, as her orgasm ends, he pulls himself out only to give another mighty thrust, which builds into a steady in and out. Despite the smoothness of his shaft, the bulging tip is enough to provide a pleasant pressure against her walls as it slides in and out of them as it forces her to contract around the thinner section before spreading even wider down towards the base.

13:53 Av finds tonguejob is little consolation, for he knows that his final moments are approaching. Not only is that muriatic miasma filling his sinuses, stinging them from the inside and giving him one hell of a headache, he wasn't smart enough to clench his eyes tightly shut, and they're now watering powerfully as they try to fight off the swiftly dropping pH. Though most of his skin is protected by the slime, his gills are nude, and even the slightest bit of contact with that stomach acid starts pushing his blood's pH buffer far to the left. He's ok for a bit, but as soon as that bicarbonate is exhausted, Av is going to lose consciousness and begin to be digested from within by his own tainted blood.

The reptile, of course, doesn't care the least; she doesn't even notice her husband anymore, instead focusing on the wonderful pounding she's receiving from below. It's gentle, a good choice for their first coupling, but even as she feels a second climax approaching moment by moment, Toto's picturing their future together. If she can get this kind of treatment every day, she won't miss Av in the slightest... but once Saul's gotten what he wanted and the pheremone haze wears off, where will this leave her?

14:07 Saul Ashle finally curls his tongu up and around the other's body and forces it down and backwards with one final gulp. All the while, he tries to leave his jaws open for Toto to see down into as the last of her husband disapears. With that, the lizard grasps her claws and guides them to his neck, where she can feel the last of that shapely bulge disapearing down towards his belly, where the last resting place of her husband will be as he exausts himself. With that, he swallows down a little more air too, hoping that his treat will last in his struggles til at least his climax happens.

The ever experienced has had dozens of partners, and most of them have gone to fatten his tail when he gets bored of them in a day or two, and his plans for Toto will be no different for sure. In the mean time though, he's going to have his fun with her. He can feel himself edging ever further upwards towards that peak as each slap of his hips against her butt sends sudders through his figure. His tail twines around hers, holding her close to his firey form, along with a claw that keeps her chest against the meal contained within. The boucing grows all the more rapid now, sliding himself forcefully inside of her as his shaft twitches excitedly.

14:14 Av With his body stuffed down the Salazzle's neck, at least gets one last push of stimulation, peristaltic waves milking his shaft along with the rest of his body. He's fortunate enough to have a final climax, though it's a weak one, barely pleasurable at all, and he barely even notices it thanks to the growing panic of being digested alive. He does his best to reorient, to get his face out of that reeking fluid, but at best this only seems to coat more of his body in the chyme. And unfortunately for him, despite his slick skin, there are plenty of chinks in his armor: under his claws, the webbing between his fingers, and, of course, the thin and easily penetrable skin between his legs. Moments later, he can feel it burn as it begins to melt away, blisters raising almost immediately.

And for the 'dile, one climax follows another, each increasing in duration and intensity until they blend into one long, sinusoidal orgasm that has the effect of milking that pleasantly shaped shaft's upper portion with each movement. She NEEDS this, she NEEDS that Salazzle seed inside of her, to bear his eggs. "Ahhhh, please!" she cries out, her jaws wide open.

14:14 < Toto> https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/533832533444395049/543204625499684894/ezgif.com-gif-maker_75.gif

14:17 < Saul Ashle> (A good gif~

14:25 Saul Ashle 's acid, as a poison type, is fairly unique and clumps and sticks more like a thin mud than the normal looseness of stomach acids and actually clings to him where the slime has failed to interfere on it attaching and the clenching of his belly helps to work the muck over every part of him, even if the protective coating prevents it from taking everywhere. The caustic substance bites, eating away at the flesh, while the enzymes in the slosh work to break up the mucous that coats his figure.

All the while the lizard is headless of the horrors going on in his belly, instead choosing to just enjoy himself as he dives into the totodile before him. Finally the constant massaging his too much for him to bear as she tries to milk him, and a powerful sensation rushes through his body as everythin starts to contract. Hot seed blasts up into the female before him, splattering her walls and slowly filling up her egg chamber with each wave of contractions. His toes curl and his tail squeezes as he lets out a long hiss of pleasure, closing his eyes. His jaws reach forward and meet hers, slurping up her tongue in a kiss, and giving Toto one final opportunity to taste her former husband.

14:30 Av , Now thrashing in agony, is determined to spend his final minutes fighting back, wasting every joule of his energy to free himself. Where he'd go, or what he'd do if he escaped, are questions with no answer. His skin is already beginning to slough off in strips, and the viscous stomach acid, no longer prevented from reaching his inner layers, quickly begins turning fat, muscle, and tendon into more nutrient goop. Blinded, half-mad with the abrupt change in body chemistry, Av's movements are more spastic than controlled, and will soon cease altogether.

All the better, then, that the Totodile has the chance to savor the lingering drops of her husband's blood and feel that struggling just inches from her chest. It's amazing to her how close Av is to her, and to safety, but he'd almost certainly be anywhere else. But enough about him - filled with the poison-type's seed, the woman moans out happily, accepting every single drop of the stuff and not worrying one bit for what'll happen the morning after. Saul - what a ladykiller he is!

14:38 Saul Ashle finds that the struggle in his stomach against the inevitable all the more arousing as his body fills the Totodile with ever ounce of seed he's got stored up inside of him for just this occasion. He wondered to himself in hi sblissful haze if perhaps this was to be the one he used to raise his young before he actually ate her...though that'd be quite the commitment. This was a thought that often occured to him in the minutes after a fantastic mating, and every other time before he'd rejected that instead to have a meal. Admittedly, this thought was liekly more the rush of endorphines filling his mind in a post cloital haze than anything. Still he hisses softly into her jaws while sucking delightfully on her tongue keeping up his kiss even as his shaft stills and starts to soften.

14:39 < Toto> [Quick reminder that Toto's not prey!]

14:40 < Saul Ashle> (Oh I know! Toto was gonna eat him iirc :P

14:40 < Toto> [Oh right, once the haze has worn off]

14:43 Avs struggles become spasms, the spasms become twitches, and finally the Mudkip's heartbeat, steady for decades, sputters to a stop as that organ, too, is consumed by the predator's voracious stomach contents. It's a gruesome vista inside Saul, but thankfully nobody is in there to see it.

On the exterior, the Totodile returns the kiss, looking a bit sleepy now. She giggles as she pulls her tongue free from the other male's mouth, blushing, and carefully lifts herself out of Saul's lap - and out of immediate danger. "So are you staying forever, or just for tonight?" A very relevant question, and even though she'd prefer the former, the sun has long since left the sky, leaving the two lit only by the ambient glow of the night sky.

14:43 < Saul Ashle> (Probably from a cheri berry or two~

14:47 Saul Ashle sucks in a deep gasp of air when he feels her lift up off of himself, exposing his shaft to the cool air of the home, while some juices still cling to it and drizzle off over his slit. He's still panting, and his heartbeat is elevated as he looks over the totadile and grins at her, noding her head. "Oh, I think you and I will be inseparable from now on~" The lizard explains, lashing his tail as he slowly roll shimself up to his feet. "For now though...I think we best head to bed. I'm feeling quite exhuasted."

14:51 Toto passes out in his embrace. The night seems to pass in a flash - Toto doesn't remember sleeping this well in ages, and she's not sure whether it's the satisfaction of a new partner, the exertion of the act itself, or something else. Indeed, it's not until she rises early in the morning to go to the bathroom and steps outside that she begins to feel anything but arousal and happiness. Free of Saul's haze, her mind clears itself, and though still sleepy, she makes the wise choice to snack on a Cheri berry once she's returned to the interior. Poison-types carry inherent danger, and though it seems like a bad dream, she is almost certain now that she was complicit in her husband's murder. When she finally steps back into the burrow, she heads to the kitchen and tosses a couple of the berries down, just as she feels that cloud of pheremones beginning to take hold again.

14:58 Saul Ashle sleeps soudnly throughout the night, and isnt even roused at first when his partner leaves him to head outside. The pull of his pheremones are strong, and even after she leaves the house, she finds she craves him, as the effects will have some time to wear off. Its really not until she takes those berries down that it really starts to clear up as the antidote within them works on her mind.

Finally the lizard starts to rouse, however, as he hears the totedile in the kitchen. Even though he's still pretty satisfied from the night before, which still is dealing with what remains of her husband in his belly. Getting up to his feet, the lizard makes his way over to her, keeping out the musky smoke cloud. "Did you sleep well, my dear? Last night was marvelous I'd say~ Especially now that you're free of that silly little fish, and now with me~"

14:59 < Toto> [How long will it take for her mind to fully clear?]

14:59 < Saul Ashle> (The berries should clear it up pretty quickly, half an hour or so maybe?)

15:01 < Toto> [So here's the thing, she's not THAT big. So we can do cooking vore, partial vore, or she can just murder him. Or we can get unrealistic. What do you prefer?]

15:03 < Saul Ashle> (unrealistic I tend to prefer :P

15:05 Toto finds something seems different in her eyes this morning, as if his hypnotizing allure doesn't quite have the same potency, though if he's drowsy or unsuspecting he might not notice. There's the reptile, leaning on the kitchen counter, frantically replaying the previous day's events in her head. "I feel a bit tired, uh... what's your name again?" She's pretty sure the Salazzle never even properly introduced himself, but her memory is fuzzy. "And where did the fish go?" She has a suspicion, and glancing down at the other male's slightly distended stomach, which seems to confirm her theory, she feels her heart drop.

15:14 Saul Ashle is so confident in his abilities that he writes off her minor bits of oddities as her own personality interacting now that the initial lust phase is over with. Still, he tilts his head to the side at that question and then leans against the door frame. "No...I suppose I didnt....my name is Saul and...dont you remember how you fed me the fish? He's right here~" The lizard draws a claw over his slightly lumpy middle which is still hard at work processing his mea. "Here, come feel if you want to~ You know I"m a better partner anyways, and you can sense him becoming a better pokemon~"

15:17 Toto steps forward despite her blooming fear, pressing a hand to the Salazzle's gut to feel the telltale sloshing within. So that's really what happened - it wasn't some fever dream! And she knows she'd never betray her love like that, let alone sleep with another male, without at least some form of coercion. The cloud that seems to permeate her home, combined with the growing lucidity prompted by the Cheri berries, leads her swiftly to the correct conclusion. And the plan does not take long to form. "Let's head back to the bedroom," she says in a seductive tone, malice carefully hidden, "and talk about the future."

15:22 Saul Ashle clasps her claw in his and holds it there as she feels the motions taking place within him as his stomach crunches up its meal with powerful contractions. "See, safe and sound~" He hisses in delight. The lizard is unsure of what he cares to do at the moment, whent he prompting of the female has a momentary flash of eagerness within him. Oh, well, she was certainly a lusty one, and perhaps he could do with helping her sate those desires~ He follows close behind her, heading to the bedrooms now, lashing his tail as he walks. This one was acting far different from teh ones he usually had trapped under his control...far too proactive...but surely it was just some quirk

15:26 Toto pretends to be his. Oh yes, there's nothing remotely suspicious about this reptile, she's simply got a libido to match her jaw strength. Her rage is only barely suppressed, hearing the Salazzle's callous words, and the last thing she needs after that admission of guilt is to know what exactly he has in store for her. When they reach the bedroom, she points down at the bed, then gets down on her knees beside it. "Saul, darling~ Were you planning on marrying me, or do you have other desires you'd like sated? I don't see a wedding ring..."

15:28 < Saul Ashle> (brb phine call

15:46 < Saul Ashle> (Sorry about that, back now

15:46 < Toto> [No worries]

15:46 < Toto> [Still up to continue?]

15:46 < Saul Ashle> (Ye

15:51 Saul Ashle frowns a little at that question, what an odd one to hear from this little morsel. Oh well, , he knows she'll be excited for whatever he says to her, with the coaxing pheremones and the way she was wrapped around his tail. Stepping forward to the Totadile, he leans in and whispers in her ear, "Oh, I'm going to enjoy you in all the ways I can~ And when its all said and done, you're going to join htat little fish on my tail, darling~" He hisses softly and seductively, an then breaks off from her ear hole to lick across her face to the front of her snout, where he teases at her jaws for another kiss. His slithery tongue pokes between the croc's lips, while he twines his body around her eagerly.

15:54 Toto 's horror is real: she's been seduced, her mind stolen, the love of her life ruined, and if she hadn't had the foresight to fight back, she'd surely follow him into the afterlife. And now this evil creature's trying to seduce her again? Disgust finally overtakes her composure, and the water-type reacts immediately, slamming her elbow into the Salazzle's throat by surprise and launching a torrent of cold water into his face. She's at a massive type advantage here, and the element of surprise is on her side - Saul is not in a good position.

16:03 Saul Ashle is enjoying his kiss, when suddenly his seduced mate resists. He's caught completely off huard by her arm thrusting into his throat, knocking him back and coughing, before a deluge of forceful water blasts into his head, throwing him against the wall. His head is swimming from that one two punch as he tries to comprehend what happened. "W-what?" He asks, confused, "Y-you were mine!" A timid start grows into an angry finish as he rolls to his feet and and braces himself to withstand another hit. The red patches on his body begin to glow and sizzle, though while he's wet no fire seems to spout from them, even if they begin tos team.

16:06 Toto , no longer under his spell, doesn't even give him enough time to fully react. Another shot of water, this one more voluminous and less focused, pours from her open mouth and sprays the entire room with a mist of droplets that soon begin to coalesce and drip from the ceiling and walls. And with that obscuring mist in the air, she rushes towards her target, leaning in to slam her shoulder right into his fish-filled gut and hopefully knock the wind out of him. Toto has trained for years for an encounter like this, and she's never had such a pressing need to make use of her skills. Not only is she going to kill Saul, she wants it to hurt the whole time he's dying.

16:17 Saul Ashle soon begins to realize that he's got no hope of managing to get any of his fire attacks off...but that doesnt mean he's defenseless quite yet. This time, when she rushes him, he hacks up a powerful blast of toxic shock from his throat, a dark spit ball of purple that splatters against her scales and stings where it its, clinging to her body and...was that bits of Av in there, tinting the bile? Still though, its not enough to knock her off course it seems as he takes yet another blow, sending him sprawling and feeling quite sick. Having grown fat from his years of seduction rather than fighting for his meals, the salazzle seems to have far less strength now as he tries to struggle to his feet once again. "Let...me go...I'll leave you...alone," he sputters out.

16:21 Toto offers no response, at least not a verbal one. The crocodilian seems hellbent on destroying the creature who ruined her life, regardless of what it may cost her in exchange. And nothing he can say or do at this point will bring Av back, will it? So there will be no mercy, not an ounce. Another strike against his gut, perhaps even enough to make him vomit whatever he's still got in there; the toxic spittle barely seems to faze her, and a moment later, her arms are around the Salazzle's waist, lifting him with surprising ease and flipping him over her back, only to slam him headfirst against the floor behind her.

16:32 Saul Ashle yelps from the blow to the stomach, and manages a good thack of dragon tail in response to her hitting him, but the blow is weaker than it would be when fresh. Its definitely not enough to stop her next attack, and as he feels the crack agaisnt the ground a wellspring of pain is tapped within him. He lets out a low groan, and his vision seems to be swimming all around, leaving him unable to focus on anything. The salazzle lets out a low groan, and tries to get up, before collapsing back down before he can get anything underneath him. Its only through sheer will that he's not passed out...but he might as well be at this point.

16:36 Toto 's heart racing, epinephrine masking any pain from the Salazzle's counter-attack, Toto takes a moment to consider her next move. Her husband's death was an awful one indeed, so it's appropriate that the terrible trickster meet with a similar fate. After once again dousing him with water, just to be sure that she won't be burned, the reptile kneels next to her prey and quickly grabs his feet and tail, stuffing all three limbs greedily into her maw. Saul will have plenty of time to protest, should he gain his senses enough to do so, but there's no way in Hell he'll be able to escape with his rear half quickly disappearing down her gullet.

16:46 Saul Ashle is just on the edge of consciousness as she grasps ahold of him and he offers scant resistance to her motions as his flesh is forced down between her jaws to meet the the slippery tongue inside. He's got a slightly smokey flavor to his scales, much like one might come to expect with a fire type, and his body is warm, especially along the red stripe that runs down the center of his tail, which leaves steam in its wake, making him a fantastic heater for the otherwise cold blooded creature as he slips inside. Its not until he's thigh deep into the slightly smaller crocodile that he even starts to come around once more, as his eyes turn on Toto, blured at first, but then it slowly starts to come into focus.

16:47 < Toto> [Shall we say he's on his belly? Much more difficult to resist that way~]

16:48 < Saul Ashle> (Sure~

16:50 Toto is glaring. What Saul sees behind him is nothing short of horrifying: the Totodile's eyes are full of hatred, practically burning, and she curls back her lips, giving him a fantastic view as her thumb-sized teeth sink effortlessly into his muscle and fat. His feet are bound tightly together in her throat, smooth muscle crushing his ankles against each other in waves as her hands grip at Saul's waist to pull him deeper. Now would be a good time to scream and beg, because with teeth like that, he's not pulling free.

17:01 Saul Ashle hisses loudly in pain as those sharp teeth part the flesh of his butt, welling out streams of bright red blood when the searing pain of the daggers retreat to claim more of him, and finally enough of it clicks that he begins to resume his struggle. "Let me go! You're going to be sick as a dog if you get through htis. Dead as your husband there once I poison you," he threatens, narrowing his eyes at the hungry alligator. Inside he can feel the tips of his tail and his feet starting to poke down into a wider chamber within. "THat is, if I dont leave your insides blistering and you vomiting me up instead," he continues, trying to maintain a menacing air despite his lack of energy.

17:05 Toto has no need of him. That kind of bargaining is hopeless - in response, she only bites down harder, slurping down the resulting fluids with murderous intensity, as if daring him to. He's taken away everything she held dear, and was going to kill her anyway, why would she be concerned about her own death, so long as it should result in his? The small claws on her fingers grip the tassles on Saul's back, using them roughly as handles as much as she's able, as her jaws rock back and forth, steadily taking more and more of him. A moment later and her lower jaw is just below his genital slit, front teeth piercing on either side of it. She mouths one muffled word between swallows, as her stomach starts to react to its sudden visitor: "Scream."

17:13 Saul Ashle yelps and seems to stagger for a moment as the teeth sink down into his flesh, followed by a crunch as hsi hip breaks unerneath the pressure. This results in eaven more noise as he's feeling woozy once again, leaving him calling out in panic, uttering nothing particularly coherent.. His scales easily part for her teeth, as the ones covering his body are not terribly strong, causing even more o fhis life blood to flow down into her gullet in an irony taste that mostly masks out th eflavor he'd be otherwise providing. Even when her teeth leave the spots, the pain remains as her gullet continues to squeeze agaisnt the flesh, compressing it to painful levels. "P-please! Please just let me go. I'll never mess with you again. I promise. I'll never come back here ever!" He begs, growing more pathetic and desperate with each passing moment.

17:17 Toto gets just what she wants to hear - the abject panic as his life is stolen from him one drop at a time. Already her stomach acid, pungent with the scent of the Cheri berries the previously ate, is seeking weak spots - little breaks in the skin, cracks in scales, and the like - and is working its way into his flesh like a progressive disease. One more movement, and her lower jaw hits the base of his ribcage, upper teeth neatly framing his spine. More than half of his body is within her, and everything from the knees down is stuffed into her increasingly tight gut.

17:26 Saul Ashle 's flesh is fairly hole as he draws further into her stomach, though the spots in his butt where her teeth had finally begun to pierce his flesh are not too far behind. The acids still burn uncomfortably against his scales as the juice licks at them, but it'd take some time to work through the weaker spots along his tail to get to the fleshy meat inside.The lizard lets out a little whimper as she continues to creep up onto him, while his hind legs kick hard, trying to free hismelf from this prison as they hit the back of her stomach. Of course, those sharp teeth ensure the only direction he's going at this point is down into her. The fear and panic is evident in sauls eyes though, and yet there will be no mercy from her it seems.

17:31 Toto has nothing but time, and she is going to make this last. The feeling of vindication doesn't make up for her husband's absence, but the look in her eyes and the snarl on her lips make it clear that she wants to watch his face as he's slowly eaten alive, one inch at a time. Her tongue doesn't even give his crotch the most cursory of licks as it's slurped down along with his waist and the blood issuing therefrom, but she does let her jaws part for a moment to give the doomed creature a view down into the black abyss over his blood-smeared back. Her hands reach up to his shoulders now, grabbing him by the forearms and twisting them behind his back with surprising force; that bulk on her body isn't fat, it's muscle.

17:39 Saul Ashle cant help but stare into her eyes as he hopes for his freedom, something he'd never admittedly given to any of his numerous previous meals. They'd all ended up on his fatty tail, which is in turn now stewing in her belly to be turned into more of the same. The deep yawning maw of the gator is panic inducing as he knows she'll easily be able to get the rest of him in through those jaws. Sharpt teeth line every inch of of her gums and her throat convulses around his middle. Tyr as he might, his arms are jerked backwards with forceful uncaring tugs that near jerk them from his shoulders, pulling him ever deeper. Down inside though,t he real agony is starting to begin. The parts of his tail that had her jaw marks are reaching the acids. If he thought th eburning was uncomfortable before, it now became a searing pain as the caustic solution flows down to the exposed muscle, working on turning it into chyme faster than it'd been through his scales.

17:43 Toto gives the same command again, just as muddled as before, but its meaning just as clear: "Scream!" She can see him panicking, she can feel it in her gut, his feet trying frantically to avoid the inevitable, but she knows that down the road she'll regret this moment of revenge if she doesn't get at least one ear-piercing yowl out of it. She wants a haunting cry to remember Saul by, and so every time she thinks back on her lost mate, she'll have a pleasant memory to accompany it. Those teeth bite down again, this time spearing his forearms and literally pinning them to his upper back. Her lower teeth threaten to pierce his ribcage, but she holds short of that for now - she wants those lungs full of air, she wants the moment to last as long as it can.

17:50 Saul Ashle cant take the pain anymore as she curnches the bones in his hands and cuts through the flesh to his back and out comes a loud howl of pain. He screams in agony unlike the lizard thought he could ever muster up, blood curling and agonizing, scaring off a couple birds. And yet, no one is close enough to dare to investigate what's gonig on out here. He's gushing blood into his jaws now, and starting to get a little woozy from the loss as he contineus to leak large amounts of the crimson liquid into her jaws. THe blood runs down his scales an her lips too, leaving a small but growing dribble on the floor.

17:54 Toto smiles as much as she's able, the corners of her lips curling upwards. And then, as before, her teeth continue their upward march. Shoulderblades, pecs, collarbone, then right up to his neck, her hot breath blowing across that windpipe that she could tear apart in an instant if she wanted to. But no, the reptile is gentle, almost kissing him now as her lips slide up over the back of his head. Deep within, his mangled body is quickly becoming a murky brown soup with ivory fragments still connected by bleached ligaments, but she wants his last thoughts, his last view, to be of this home he ruined with his greed and lust. If there is an afterlife, perhaps it's a lesson he'll remember.

18:02 Saul Ashle could smell the hot irony air upon her lips, the smell of death as she breathed out over him, carrying with it flecks of drool that splatter against the back of his head. He's stopped begging now, and even screaming for the most part, as the pain has overwhelmed him to the point of putting ht elizard into a daze once more. Legs and tail alike down inside her are unable to move as they've been reduced largely to soup, and much of his body is starting to suffer the same fate. His figure has left her quite bulbous down in her belly as she's had to stretch to accomidate him and her husband. As the last view of the world is staring to become framed by her greedy jaws, he lets out a little whimper.

18:06 < Toto> That's all she wants to hear of him. With one big swallow, her esophagus yanks her down deep into her throat, the world disappearing from view around him as her jaws clamp shut with a wet clack. She looks a bit like a snake who's just eaten an elephant, with her neck spread wide and her knees barely reaching the ground thanks to the bulge in her gut. Her stomach, extended to its maximum, struggles to contain its meal, but that esophagus keeps pushing more and more down. The organ protests with loud gurgles and rumblings, and she rolls onto her side, then her back, trying to get into a more comfortable position. It's surely disorienting for her prey.

18:20 Saul Ashle watches helpessly as the entire world goes dark before him when the jaws jerk closed, avoiding his snout with the teeth. All around him, he's forced to contend with her awful meaty irony breath, while the tongue pushes him backwards, sending him down the esophagus beyond. More and more of his body slides into her stomach, though its growing ever slower now, wtih just his head outside of her belly. After a little bit more wiggling and another crunch of bones, there's enough room for the lizard to slip entirely inside to that acidic grave. All there is is pain as it burns at his eyes and works over every inch of his flesh. Much of what he was is stripped free, floating as a soup around him, and without air the lizard lasts only a couple more moments before finally passing on.

18:22 < Saul Ashle> (I know you dont do scat, but if you'd cough up some bones, and maybe the rings that'd be <3

18:23 Toto finds it's a weak consolation - she's lost the thing she loved most and gained only a meal out of it - but at least nobody else will suffer their fate, at least not at Saul's duplicitous hands. Toto will probably be supine on the floor here for a few days, which is just fine; it's cold out and she has little else to do now. But when the time finally comes, and she feels as if the pain of loss has faded, perhaps she'll go seek out a new mate, one who won't let her go picking berries alone.
Nearly every bit of Saul, and the fish inside him, is converted for use or excreted. The toxins in his body are made relatively harmless by the gastric fluid and dilution. But their wedding rings, still very much intact and indigestible, are giving her an upset stomach. Along with that, the Salazzle's hips and skull are large enough to cause some real indigestion, taking their time to dissolve and eventually overwhelming her stomach's ability to destroy them. Her body is well equipped to handle this, though, and with a retch, she spews the two pitted bones and the pair of exceptionally shiny rings out in a little green-splotched pile on the floor. Perhaps the former will make trophies for her wall; the latter, with luck, will be used again.

18:27 < Saul Ashle> (Well that was quite fun~ Hope you enjoyed yourself~