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You were on the run from a pack of lycanrocs, a few members of your team were in critical condition or fainted already from trying to fight them off. The occasional howl reached your ear between the sounds of thunder and heavy rainfall. They were keeping a close distance behind you but you could hear several of them running ahead of you on your left and right. It wouldn't be long now before you were surrounded and would be forced to fight them with what remained of your team.

Running through the trees you came to a clearing and saw the faint shape of a building up ahead in the darkness. The next lightning strike illuminated the area revealing a warehouse as well as the lycanrocs running on your left and right. They were starting to close in and get in front of you and despite your efforts to run even faster you were no match for the wolf pokemon's speed. Feeling your heart race when you saw their fierce and hungry eyes looking at you when the next lightning bolt struck.

Suddenly when you passed a certain point on the pavement they stopped chasing you. Running another fifty feet before stopping to catch your breath and recover. Looking back, you could see the lycanrocs spreading out to circle the area and keep you surrounded. They were scared to cross into the area which in turn made you worried as to why. Turning back towards the warehouse, you walked towards it hoping it was a stopping ground for other trainers. Plus you needed to get out of the rain and dry off before you got sick.

There was an eerie feeling in the air as you approached the warehouse and a chill ran down your spine. Everything was telling you not to enter but you didn't know what else to do. When you got closer to the warehouse you had a hard time finding the entrance with how dark it was. A bolt of lightning then struck very close by, making you jump and push yourself up against the wall. It was them you felt the large claw marks scarred into the side of the building. The next flash of lightning revealed many more like it, leading directly to the large door to the warehouse itself.

The door itself had been dented from a fight, both from the inside and outside. Grabbing the handle, you pulled with all your might and heard the screeching of metal against the concrete. Practically out of breath by the time you got it open enough for you to squeeze through the gap. You couldn't imagine the door staying closed if a wild pokemon was inside, so you were most likely safe.

Listening to the rain drops hitting the roof of the warehouse while you stared out at the forest. Seeing the faint outlines of the lycanroc when the lightning struck as they continued to keep an eye on you. Grabbing the handle on the inside, you'd try to close the large door and even after giving it your all, you lacked the strength to do so. You were worried about leaving it open in case the lycanroc got brave enough to approach but it would have to wait until you had a break. For now it would be best to take off your soaking wet clothes and put on something that was hopefully dry from your backpack.

After taking off all but your underwear, you looked up at the open warehouse door just in time to see a faint blue aura around it before slamming shut with a loud bang. A psychic pokemon resided in this place and you needed to scramble for the pokeball on your belt. The inside of the warehouse however was pitch black aside from when lightning struck and tiny slivers of light leaked in. So you had to drop to your hands and knees to feel for your pants and feel for your pokemon's pokeballs.

Something then invaded your mind and you heard a male voice say, "Release the pokemon you captured back to the wild and I may let you live." The voice was echoing in your skull and you could feel his anger through the psychic link.

At first you'd try to resist and fight the invader in your mind but this only angered him further. Grabbing onto one of your pokemon's balls, you sent them out to help fend off your attacker. "Use dark pulse," you muttered out to your pokemon, hoping whatever the psychic pokemon was hiding in the dark would get hit.

He got hit as you heard a growl but then you saw the blue rings and gold eyes start to glow and knew you failed to do much damage. His eyes then shifted from gold to blue as they lifted your pokemon into the air and threw them into the warehouse door with psychic. The glow from his rings and eyes were just enough to illuminate some of the storage racks on either side of him. At first you thought it was a normal eeveelution but then you realized it was easily larger than an arcanine.

"Big mistake," the voice growled angrily in your head. His attention then turned to your pokemon as he stepped closer. Feeling around for your bag, hoping to find a pokeball to throw at the massive umbreon. He seemed to quickly catch on to what you were trying to do however and you saw your bag get enveloped by the blue aura and thrown across the warehouse. "I will not be caught and be mind controlled into being your pet." The umbreon snapping his jaws at you, giving you a quick look at the blue glowy insides while his words rang in your mind.

You'd then feel that massive forepaw step down on your torso, covering most of your belly and chest. The pokemon was heavy and definitely wasn't gentle with his weight as he stepped down further to force the air out of your lungs. Trying to get a deep breath in when he stepped off only for a hindpaw to step down on you, this time forcing your muzzle between their toes. His paw shifting from side to side, smothering you with his paw to really rub it in how little he thought of trainers. It was hard to breathe from all the pressure and the umbreon's toes squeezing over your muzzle but you were able to get in just enough.

Meanwhile he was talking to your pokemon, you couldn't understand what was being said but they weren't agreeing. The longer the conversation went on, the more the massive umbreon seemed to settle his weight down on you. You'd try to struggle free but this only seemed to make him apply even more pressure with his paw. The situation was starting to seem hopeless as you couldn't see a good way out of this. Even when you tried to think hard about letting your pokemon go, the umbreon just ignored you.

Looking up through his forelegs, you saw the umbreon's jaws around your pokemon's torso. Panicking, you clicked the button on the ball still in your hand and returned them before they were eaten. This immediately drew his attention to you as his golden gaze narrowed and shifted blue once more. His paw then lifted off of your body and you noticed the blue aura around your body. Feeling your body stand up all on its own or rather his psychic controlling your movements.

"I've known many like that pokemon of yours, we try to save them and undo the effect your balls have on them but they always run straight back to a new master. Maybe I can help the others you caught but that one will be my dinner alongside you." There was a sadness in his words when he spoke, his sorrow and pain as he thought of the others he had seen fall. You were still sure he was an absolute villain but you could feel that he thought he was right. "Now feed your pokemon to me."

You'd try to resist but his psychic control over your body ensured that your arm would lift and push your hand towards his muzzle. Staring into the glow blue flesh inside his muzzle and throat as he opened it nice and wide. Your hand shaking as you tried to fight the psychic hold to pull back or even drop the ball but you weren't strong enough. Feeling his hot breath wash over your hand and arm as it got closer to his jaws. His soft tongue brushed along your hand and arm while you pushed your hand towards his throat. The saliva clung to you as he tasted your limb and you were forced to stare into his eyes, able to see the cocky look even with the psychic glow over his eyes.

When your hand reached the back of his throat, you let go of your pokeball and felt your arm get pulled out. Within moments you were forced to look in his jaws, watching your pokeball be just a swallow away from disappearing. He then engulfed your head and torso with ease, pushing your head against the pokeball. His breath was hot and moist as he exhaled over your body, tongue slurping over your chest, coat in it in his saliva. Trying to brace yourself for the inevitable swallow and your doom.

Forced to look at the ball, you saw the blue flesh of the entrance to his throat snuggly hold it on all sides. The glow helped you see every little movement of his throat and tongue as he breathed and held off swallowing right away. Without warning the swallow came and you instantly saw the ball vanish down his throat with no effort at all, followed very quickly by your head. You could faintly see the ball quickly sliding down his throat as his esophagus squeezed and pulled the ball towards his stomach.

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