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?Hits like this were never easy.

That's what Baihu thought as he sidled against a wall, the cover of night barely keeping him safe inside of this empty warehouse. Baihu was a hitman, and the tiger's latest target was perhaps his most dangerous. Jolteons were already dangerous enough Pokemon on their own, with their powers of electricity, but the one that Baihu had been enlisted to track down and eliminate was even more powerful and dangerous than your typical Jolteon. Though it wasn't exactly for the reasons one might think...

That was besides the point, though. Baihu needed to stay focused, and not make a sound. He was tipped off that the Pokemon would probably be hanging out around here, so the tiger had set up a sort of hideout while he waited to see if the Jolteon would actually show up. It had been more than an hour at this point, and still every movement Baihu made was incredibly measured and thought-out. The tiger was married to his craft, and every stir he made raised his heart rate considerably...

The target wanted this Jolteon brought back alive, so the only weapon Baihu brought with him was a tranq gun. Sure, it might be dangerous if he didn't hit the shot, but Baihu would rather die than kill someone who was meant to be brought back alive...that would be a lot more powerful a sentiment if the tiger didn't have the power to reform, though. He could take as many shots at a target as he needed, as long as he was okay with suffering several painful deaths over and over and over again...

Okay, maybe putting it that way doesn't sound so good.

Time passed slowly as Baihu hid in the rafters, staying as vigilant as ever as he awaited the Pokemon's arrival. The tiger's attention was just starting to waver when he saw someone enter through a side door; immediately, Baihu took out his weapon, taking advantage of the scope to scout out his target and make sure it was who he was looking for...this creature wasn't the yellow he had expected, but instead a mixture of green and red, and was a lot chubbier than the lithe creature Baihu was thinking of; still, it was undeniably a Jolteon, and undeniably who he was looking for. Baihu watched as the Pokemon slinked through the shadows, making their way towards a shipping crate and stopping in front of it. The tiger readied his shot, waiting for the perfect moment to pull the trigger...

*THWICK*

A miss.

Baihu cursed in his head as his shot failed to find its target, the tiger ducking back behind cover as he heard the Jolteon starting to scamper off. Fuck. The tiger was pissed, berating himself mentally while his target ducked behind the shipping crate. In fact, Baihu was so angry that he didn't even notice that Jolteon slinking out from behind his cover, the Pokemon's eyes trained on where Baihu was hiding as his fur started to crackle and spark with electricity...

*THOOM*

And the last thing Baihu remembered was a searing pain throughout his entire body before he passed out.

The Jolteon watched with a smirk as the tiger dropped like a rock from the warehouse rafters, landing on the ground like a ragdoll and allowing the Pokemon to casually stroll on over, a sway in the Jolteon's ample hips as he made his way over to his would-be assassin. "Pssh," he spit out as he saw the tiger twitching on the ground, "absolutely amateur."

The Jolteon's name was Foki, and there was a reason he was so chubby, especially back there. The red and green eeveelution had a penchant for gobbling up any passersby he could get his paws on, and his absolute favorite method was plopping his fat butt down on someone's face and absorbing them right into it. And Baihu...Baihu was in the perfect position for Foki to do just that! So, that was how the Jolteon ended up scampering on top of Baihu's twitching, mostly paralyzed body, turning around so that his rear was perfectly aligned with the tiger's snout. The Jolteon relaxed his muscles as best he could, before starting to lean down and press his fat butt right against the tiger's face!

Baihu was conscious throughout all of this, but completely unable to move or do anything, so he just had to watch in silence as those green haunches descended upon him, his target's rump quickly smothering his entire face and wedging his snout right between those fat cheeks. Most of the tiger's senses were dulled, so he could only smell a very faint musk emanating from deeper inside the Jolteon...but, the sight of that fat ass taking a firm sit on him didn't make him panic or anything. There was a reason he took this assignment, after all. if he got the target, he got paid. But if he failed...well...

The tiger was a bit of a gutslut. He didn't want to admit it to himself, but with the powers of reformation that he had, getting churned into belly soup and ass fat was something that he could safely partake in. It just felt so NICE inside of a warm, groaning, hungry belly...ugh, it was so gross to think about it, but all the tiger could really do was think as he was stuck beneath Foki's rear, the Jolteon really taking the time to grind his ass along the tiger's face and rubbing in how much of an easy turnabout this was. "Gosh, this was so easy, it's almost like you want to be Jolteon fat..." Foki taunted, as he continued pressing down, feeling his would-be assassin's cold nose starting to rub up against his pucker. This tiger was quite a bit bigger than him as well...god, his ass was going to be so fat after this!

Foki kept pressing down with his ass as he relaxed his pucker the best he could, clenching a little bit as he felt that cold and nose slide up into the hot, musky interior of his ass. He wanted to get a good grip on the tiger before he really started to absorb him, so he needed to fit most of Baihu up inside of his bowels...good thing the tiger wasn't really able to resist! And, honestly, even if he could, Baihu...well, he probably wouldn't have. He had been beaten, made some crucial errors, and this was his punishment. It would probably be best for him to just lay back and enjoy all the feelings...the jolteon's thick, pudgy body put a good amount of pressure on his chest, and all the tiger could think about now was being melted down and added to those haunches! It wasn't quite what was about to happen, but it was close enough that he would have still enjoy being absorbed right into those thick cheeks...

Gradually, Baihu felt more of his body being surrounded and smothered by wet, slimy flesh, the Jolteon's sphincter squeezing over his chin before finally slipping over it and clenching around Baihu's neck. A spicy musk emanated from deeper inside Foki's bowels, a smell that enticed and pushed Baihu to bury himself even deeper into this thick, soft ass. His hands had a firm grip on both of the Pokemon's cheeks, squeezing that thick fat in a way that made Foki think he was trying to struggle or escape...but, really, the tiger was just feeling and groping the cheeks he would soon be a part of! God, these things were so soft...this Jolteon definitely had shoved people all sorts of places before.

Foki grunted as he started to feel his asshole stretching around Baihu's wide shoulders, the tiger's form being clenched and squeezed tight by the musky, slimy bowel walls, contractions only pulling him deeper into the Jolteon's maze of guts. "Hmmh...get up there where you BELONG~" Foki taunted while grinding his ass down on Baihu, groaning in pleasure as he felt the tiger's broad shoulders slooooowly sliding their way up past his pucker. Mmf, this would-be assassin was so big, he couldn't imagine how fat his haunches would be after he absorbed all of him! Speaking of absorbing...

A tingling feeling was starting to spread through Baihu's upper body as more of him was crammed up inside Foki, a bulge starting to show in the Jolteon's pudgy belly...though, it wouldn't be there for long. Even now, as Baihu's chest was clenched and worked over by that hungry pucker, his bowels were starting to get to work, absorbing the tiger bit by bit...it originally came out as a gentle tingling sensation, and with the sensory deprivation inside here, he couldn't really feel any other difference...considering that he couldn't see anything, and his hearing was full of wet churning and gurgling sounds. His senses, his awareness, his consciousness, all were quickly becoming dominated by the Jolteon's eager, hungry ass. It wanted all of him, and that's what it was going to get!

Foki started to move a little bit as he felt Baihu nearly halfway inside of his ass, the tiger's legs and tail now the only thing really left for the Jolteon's rump to devour. The Pokemon was starting to sport a pretty big gut, leaning forward and letting his butt point to the sky while he used his belly as a beanbag of sorts! "Hhhfff...so full..." the Pokemon mumbled, tongue lolling out of his mouth as he kept clenching his anal muscles, feeling Baihu squirming in his lower guts. Nngh, he hadn't felt this full in such a long time...he actually kind of enjoyed having his gut as big as it was, honestly! Every little kick and movement Baihu made in his bowels tickled the Jolteon in such a unique way...

The absorption process was starting to speed up now, most of Baihu's body comfortably encased in the Jolteon's bowels at this point. The tiger assassin's legs were still swaying and kicking every now and again, but with every side of him being constantly assailed by musky flesh, it was hard to work up the energy for anything more than a cursory squirm. The feelings in his extremities were starting to fade, as if he was laying on his arms wrong or something...but, really, the flesh was working on absorbing him totally, rendering the tiger into luscious Jolteon fat in real-time! And not only that, but in a way that...nnf...it actually felt so GOOD! At this point, Baihu was more wiggling out of pleasure than to escape (as if he was trying to escape in the first place...). Just the tiger's calves and the tip of his tail were left for Foki, the fat Jolteon very deliberately taking his time in finishing off the last of his meal. He wanted to savor it, to feel his ass growing and swelling, growing even bigger than it already was thanks to this dumb tiger.

The Jolteon's flesh clenched one last time, noisily devouring the last of the tiger with a wet, satisfying *shhhllOOORRrrrpp*. Foki let out a long sigh, his tongue rolling out of his mouth as he felt his stomach and bowels stretch to unimaginable sizes, the Jolteon balancing on top of his belly like it was a bean bag! Baihu was certainly quite a bit larger than him, but with an ass that large, the Jolteon could do anything...and, hell, it was about to get even larger! "Now, for the best part..." the Jolteon said, making sure his prey could hear that tease even over the gurgling of his guts as they really started to get to work, that numb feeling spreading throughout more and more of the tiger's body now that absolutely every part of him was surrounded by hungry flesh.

Baihu was quickly starting to feel tired out inside of Foki's ass, partially from the constant squeezing and rubbing on all sides of his body and partially from the fact that the bowel walls were literally sapping his strength at quite a solid rate! Most of the feeling in his body had melted away at this point, replaced with a vague feeling of displacement and dissociation, almost as if he was watching all of this happen to him from somewhere else...it was an odd feeling, to be sure. He was starting to...starting to feel like he was melting into the walls. Oh god, oh fuck...if he could hump the bowel walls right now, he definitely would. The feeling was indescribable, so much euphoria flowing through his body, and not just because he already wanted to be the Jolteon's fat. It felt like the very process itself was pleasurable...!

Foki was feeling much of the same pleasure and euphoria that Baihu was feeling, though for much different reasons! Mostly the fact that he could feel his ass starting to grow, his belly shrinking and the Jolteon gradually sinking into it, the thing becoming even more of a beanbag as the tiger inside softened up and was steadily absorbed. The Jolteon didn't say anything at all, instead just immersing himself in all the sensations and letting his body get to work. Mmh, it would take a good time for his guts to fully absorb the tiger as well, so he could just sit here and hedonistically indulge in it all the fat, predatory feelings that could only come with devouring and absorbing an entire person! His cheeks were really starting to grow now, green and red layers of blubber starting to form as Baihu made the transition from cat to fat.

The tiger was pretty much just a consciousness at this point, a surge of euphoria coming over him as he crossed over and started to feel what Foki was feeling. Every movement the Jolteon made jostled him around...jostled him around because he was pudge now. Haunch fat, just another addition to this Pokemon's massive waistline...hhf, it felt so wonderful. It felt like he belonged here...like he should never leave. The swaying of the Jolteon's hips, the squish whenever he plopped his fat rear down...it all felt so amazing to Baihu! Fuck...could he really see himself being Jolteon fat forever? Did he have a choice?

The Pokemon let out a thick belch as he felt his guts having finished off Baihu, the tiger now nothing more than a layer of blubber on his already-massive rear and a blushing, semi-sentient consciousness. "I think you're better assfat than assassin..." Foki taunted as he rose to his feet, feeling the extra sway of his new, plumper ass as he made his way out of the empty warehouse, his stomach grumbling for another meal already...