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You've seen it five times now and the sight never ceased to horrify you. The way that black-furred, yellow-ringed monster just carelessly tossed another living, breathing person into his maw and gulped them down like they were a mere snack. It was the same sight over and over; he'd bring them before his maw, toss them in, slurp on them noisily, and then came the gulp. And seeing that lump in the creature's throat made you shiver each time; even more so when you realized something important.

You were next.

You pressed your hands up against the cool glass surface of your container; a labeled jar with the word "SNACKS" crudely written across it. You were the last 'snack' left, having watched your fellow captives be fished out and eaten one by one. You scowled at the giant creature that was poised to mete out your demise; the Pokemorph simply lounging in his bed reading a book and having little regard for those sent on a one way trip down his gullet.

Snacks indeed--you were exactly what it said on the tin.

The massive, voracious creature turned his head slightly towards the jar--to you, and gave a slight smirk. Those devilish, red eyes were locked squarely upon you as the tip of his night-colored tongue dragged across his lips. All it took was that simple instance to drain all the fight and anger away from you; leaving you nothing but a chilling fear.

A black, inky tendril sprouted from the Umbreon's shoulder and snaked its way through the air over to the jar. In one smooth motion, it dipped into the jar, coiled tightly around your waist, and plucked you out effortlessly. Despite your struggles to wriggle free, despite your attempts to push the squishy, yet surprisingly strong tentacle away, despite your struggles to cling to the smooth mouth of the jar with your tiny hands; you stood no chance. You were plucked out like a chip from a bag, like candy from a box, like a piece of popcorn from the bucket.

Just a tasty morsel.

You were then brought before the Umbreon's lips; his eyes returning to the pages of his reading material. You weren't anything worth focusing on, just like any other treat.

His lips slowly parted with a warm exhale; overwhelming you with a strong, rolling rush of his hot, humid, sweltering breath as he did so. His jaws opened just wide enough to accommodate you; treating you to the nerve wracking view of his hungry maw. Rows of sharp, pearly-white teeth with crushing molars in the back were presented to you as that curious black tongue sharing the yellow ringed Umbreon-motif; decorated with a triplet of violet-colored stud piercings rolled out before you like a red carpet. A hot, wet, squishy carpet.

You couldn't help but shudder at the sight of it all. The very idea of being food was bad enough, but this nightmarish view was enough to freeze you solid.

You suddenly felt that tendril loosen its grip from about your waist, only to be replaced with something arguably more sinister. The Umbreon's tongue suddenly extended towards you; swerving around your body with such surprising speed much like a snake ready to coil. Once that tentacle released you, that tongue snapped tight around your body; wrapping you up entirely from you shoulders to your toes, leaving only your head surfaced.

Despite its curious, otherworldly nature--that muscle was like any other. Warm much like the maw it was housed in, soft, squishy and slick with sticky saliva. What was noticeable to you immediately was how strong the creature's tongue was; with how tightly it constricted you, you suddenly realized he could crush you to bits with just his tongue alone if he so desired.

And as if he read your thoughts, that tongue suddenly tightened; forcefully pushing the wind out from your lungs. Those piercings pressed tightly into you while the tongue began to vibrate; the creature himself rumbling with a pleasure-filled purr while he turned a page. He still wasn't focused on you, not even in the slightest. Even among your gasps for breath you couldn't help but wonder if he even realized what he was doing. Was that purr because of you? Or because of what he was reading?

Either way, it didn't really matter. Within the next moment, that tongue tip rose above you like a snake's head, suddenly flopping down over you with a firm press; effectively enveloping and trapping your entire body with a mass of demonic Umbreon-tongue.

You couldn't move. You couldn't even breathe as every gasp just filled your mouth with the scent and taste of his breath and that strange bree-drool that also coated your entire body. You couldn't believe it. You were being squeezed and smothered by his mere tongue; food to be played with and nothing more. Thankfully after a few agonizing seconds; that tongue finally relented, going back to simply holding you before literally drawing you in for the main event.

Once you were pulled in past his lips, that tongue unfurled from around you and those jaws snapped shut; leaving you trapped within the sauna-esque conditions of the Umbreon's maw. The rings of that tongue illuminated the insides of the dark-type's mouth with a fiendish, yellow glow; giving you a view of your current confines as you were sprawled out upon that villainous muscle.

Unfortunately, you lacked the luxury to take in the curious view as that tongue began to shift and undulate beneath you; suddenly rising and pressing you flat against the ridged roof of the giant's mouth, pinned and pressed helplessly as he began to suckle on you like a piece of candy. You could do little to fight against that muscle's onslaught. It tossed and wrestled you carelessly; pinning you against one inner cheek only to toss you and press you against the other. Being the Umbreon's last treat, it was only natural that he'd savor the moment as much as possible; much to your chagrin.

However, all good things must come to an end. And the Umbreon decided it was time for you to join those that came before you.

Resting upon the tongue once more, you quickly realized a shift in gravity. You were starting to slide backwards toward the tongue as the Umbry had now began to tilt his head backwards. You tried to struggle as much as you could--trying to cling desperately to the tongue, trying to grab onto one of the studs, trying to do anything, but it was all to no avail. The combination of gravity and the slick surface of that bullying tongue was far too much as you were pulled backward and down into his throat; literally swallowing you up.

That golden glow vanished from sight--you were plunged into a deep darkness. The muscles of the creature's throat pressed down upon you; squeezing from all sides like a bear's hug. You felt the vibrations of the Umbreon's muted moans as he delighted in your taste and the feeling of gulping you down. You felt those muscles constrict with each gulp--gripping you and pulling you downward; utterly helpless to the inner workings of the giant as you were forced down his gullet and down into the stomach where you joined the rest.

You and the other snacks were suddenly jostled around as the Umbreon slapped at his belly from the outside, hearing him appreciate in how delicious you all were, and lamenting that he was fresh out of delectables.

As it said on the tin, you were just a snack.

Happy Vore Day!